Getting from There to Here

A few years ago I watched The Secret on DVD.  It had a profound impact on me because it made me think.  Is there really something to this law of attraction stuff? 

Although an exciting concept, it sounded too easy, too simplistic, to just “imagine and feel” what you want and it magically would be drawn to you. 

But this blog isn’t about the law of attraction, which does, by the way, indeed work in our lives—both negatively and positively—whether we are aware of it or not. 

This is about how my own “spiritual journey” got started, one tiny step at a time. 

But first let me say that I have certain prejudices about the word “spiritual.”  It has a strong religious connotation to it and I have issues with organized religion—from simple teachings from the pulpit that I know from the bottom of my heart to be false human interpretations, to worldwide slaughter throughout the ages in the name of God. 

Let me give you an example of the kind of thing that really ticks me off.  I remember a sermon years ago in which we were told that men had to cut their hair short above their ears and women had to wear dresses to be pleasing in the sight of God, or some such crap.  Oh, really? Personally, I believe God is more attuned to what’s in our hearts than what’s on our bodies.

But again, I digress.  This blog isn’t about religion either.  It’s about how I got started on “the path.”

Curiosity about The Secret (thanks, Linda R., for introducing me to that) got me started on reading metaphysical books.  I began with the law of attraction and then stumbled onto Abraham, the collective entity channeled by Esther Hicks.  And that led me to other books, other experts, and other ideas I’d never much thought about but that now seemed to take on importance.  

Each resource I found led me to another resource.  

Some of them clashed outright with my religious upbringing.  Some just made me view what I’d been taught from a different angle, seeing common threads throughout it all.  But most important, some things resonated so deeply within me that I knew without a doubt they were true.  True, at least, for me.

And so my perspective broadened. My tolerance grew.  I became open-minded to the mysterious and unknown. And that’s where “spiritual” comes in for me.  It is that inner something, that spark of connection, that eternal self that transcends the ego. 

It is the desire to find one’s purpose in life, and to be authentic.  To me, it’s also a belief in higher powers—from God to angels to guides to ascended masters to our own souls—who help guide but never judge us and don’t require often-distorted religions do it through. 

When I read back over what I just wrote, it doesn’t “feel” like me.  It sounds too lofty and too removed from the real down-to-earth, smart-mouthed me.  My friends would certainly not recognize me in those words!

So why am I even writing this?  The hell if I know! 

I suppose it’s to make the point that being on a spiritual journey doesn’t make us different or apart or anything particularly special. It doesn’t mean we are on a grand quest for unearthly truths, sweeping real life aside.  

I think it just means we’re open to finding out who we really are on the inside. 

Our purpose can be as simple as being a loving parent or as complex as being a transformational leader.  Both are equally important threads in the fabric of humanity. 

One’s journey won’t require a divine epiphany (although that can certainly happen).  It might just mean tiny increments of awareness, of becoming more conscious, of being willing to accept the possibility that there is more to us than we or anyone else thought.  And more to the universe than we thought.  And more connectedness than we thought. 

I will say one thing about my journey.  I feel calmer inside.  I feel more peaceful inside.  I feel more certain that I really am okay inside and that I’m part of something bigger than myself— and will remain so no matter what happens or what anyone thinks of me. 

And I hope this inner okay-ness radiates positively outward, at least just a little bit.

Comments

  1. Ahhhh yes, the spiritual journey is soooooooo fascinating and I love hearing/reading about how one’s inner Spirit knocked at their heart and head. Sometimes the knock is very gently and sometimes if we are very strubborn, with a 2 by 4. But, most often it happens through a whole bunch of interesting circumstances as “they” try soooooo diligently to get our attention so that we can become the person we are meant to be.

    There is no journey like it.

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