On the autumnal equinox of 1992, I took a step.
After opening my eyes, looking at options, and trying a few new things, I chose to step away from "the religion of the popular culture," onto a path of my own.
20 years ago, on this occasion, I made a conscious decision, manifested it through ritual, because I love ritual, and began to forge my way back in time: looking for what I thought could have been glimmers of the religion of my deep ancestry.
I began earnestly gathering snippets of information, and snippets of speculation, and building my own intuitive pathway to Spirit.
And I have never looked back.
20 years of exploring, experimenting, and expanding.
20 years of learning, listening, and loving.
20 years of praying, peering, and playing.
During this time, I have gone from being alone in my practice/search, to leading a Circle, to being a teacher, to being alone again.
The spiral continues, and it will always expand and contract, and expand again.
But at the center of the spiral is my heart, in the exact spiritual place where it belongs.
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