Today we had Thanksgiving at my grandmother's (I know a day late). And I feel I got to share my new found (embryonic) beliefs with my family, although I don't think they even picked up on it. My uncle was talking about a new Black Eyed Peas song called "One Tribe" and started commenting how he liked it because it encouraged everyone to see that there is no "other" and that race is just something we create to divide ourselves. I took the opportunity to say, that I agreed and took it a step further to say we are all "part of one whole. There is only one universe and we are all connected." Of course my husband leaned over to me and mentioned the word "pantheism." I think he was the only one who picked up on what I was actually saying. Everyone else though politely agreed. I'm pretty sure they didn't really understand my perspective however, as all my extended family still thinks I'm an active Mormon. I'm sure that when I said the word "we" they didn't realize I meant everything, as in people, animals, rocks, trees, etc.
By the way, I don't mind letting them think I am a TBM for now, because as long as they don't know, I feel what I say will have more of an impact then when they do find out. But I know it's only a matter of time before my parents spill the beans.