My blogs have been a little whiny lately and I apologize for that. I’m going through something. It doesn’t feel serious, but nonetheless it makes it harder to be my normally positive self.
My adult life has been spent practicing some kind of spirituality or other. I spent 20 years being a church going Christian soccer mom, then discovered Buddhism and since then it’s been a spiritual free for all. This is not a bad thing, in fact it is and has been a very, very good thing. I feel liberated from the confines of Christian dogma and legalism. And I feel no obligation to categorize or define my beliefs. I know of no religious organization to which I feel compelled to be a member. And I’m totally okay with that.
I have gone from fundamental Christianity to an unnamed form of New Age spirituality. Through so many different channels. Books like The Game of Life and How to Play it by Florence Scovel Shinn and You Can Heal Your Life by Louise Hay changed my entire outlook on life and the world. From there I found Marianne Williamson and A Return to Love and ultimately A Course in Miracles. I have gone from a very narrow religious and spiritual life to embracing angels, numerology, astrology, reiki healing, crystals and so much more. My mind dismisses nothing as impossible now. My search has opened the entire universe up to me and I am so grateful.
Most days this path brings me joy and peace. And then there are days like today.
I have been in a slump recently and it is affecting my thinking and my ability to see things from a perspective that feels good. And I am nearly ashamed to admit that it is because I feel very lonely.
Since I have been on this path of spiritual discovery and self-responsibility, I have alienated my entire family except my children and nearly all the friends I had. I have added a few new ones and reconnected with some of the more open minded people from my past, but I go to bed alone every night and I spend most of the rest of my time alone as well.
The part of this that makes me mad at myself is that I know I could be making better use of this time. I recently finished a big work project so I’m in between things and have time on my hands. Do I spend that time reading things that will inspire me or spend more hours in meditation like I did when I was going through some of the roughest parts of the past few years? No, I have been spending time feeling sorry for myself. Not constantly, I am still a very optimistic, upbeat person. But I haven’t felt well lately and walking my spiritual path is difficult and heavy these days.
Part of what inspired me to write this blog is the feeling that nobody gets it. I can read the words of Marianne Williamson and Louise Hay all I want and it doesn’t relieve the loneliness. In fact, when I feel the way I’ve been feeling all I can think is that Louise Hay would be disappointed in me. Believe me, that doesn’t help.
I will say that of the authors I have read in recent years I believe that Marianne Williamson and Doreen Virtue would both understand what I’m going through.
What does Marianne Williamson call these moments? AFGO–Another friggin’ growth opportunity. I love that woman.
I guess what I am looking for is some humanity in this spiritual stuff. We have so many shining examples of successful people who have turned it all around and are now happy, radiant spiritual gurus that we should all aspire to be like. But what I would like to know is where is the guru for those of us who are mired deep in the world of human “reality?” Those of us who are trying to walk the same spiritual path as the people we admire so much while losing jobs, struggling with finances and finding ourselves alone just for being on this path to begin with.
There is the truth, which is that we are all one and that it is very important to stay positive, to love one another and to help each other. And then there is the day to day reality of living in this world in this body at this time. And for me, one who feels like a spiritual infant, going it alone is sometimes very difficult. Finding my way through these dark places back to the light is not always easy and sometimes I don’t feel like I have the strength to reach out to anyone, let alone find a supportive group to be a part of. Not that I have ever truly felt a part of any group I’ve been a member of.
It would be nice to know that others on this path have bad days too. The books, blogs, Facebook pages and Twitter feeds do not always show this very human element of the world of spirituality. As for me, I feel like if I post a tweet that is anything but 100% positive, people will stop following. I’m probably wrong about that, but it doesn’t feel like something I can do, at least not at this time.
It’s going to be okay. I always make it out of these places, I just wanted to say to the world that this is work, it’s not all rainbows and warm puppies. Sometimes it is loneliness, judgment, misunderstanding and struggle. But we endure…and we keep moving forward knowing tomorrow is a new day full of promise.
I’m listening to the Beatles and All You Need is Love just started playing. That’s what I’m talking about. It’s all going to be okay. This too shall pass.
KarunaMettaCAT