In my first post in November 2017, I wrote about how scared I was when jumping into our once-upon-a-time swimming pool.
I was using it as an analogy about writing a blog. Now I’m looking to jump into a much bigger and reliably scarier body – a whole ocean of myself – as I share my journey through excerpts of my inked (hand-written) journal about the spiritual path that I’m on.
Some of my writing will seem naive, corny, or ignorant. But I am putting it out there in case there’s something insightful for someone reading it. Truth is though, I don’t know how you’ll react – that’s up to you. You may get upset because my views contradict your views on a whole variety of subjects. I don’t know if it is a good use of your time reading something that upsets you a great deal, so I wish you well in finding what may suit you better. Or, you could stick with me a little while and see what happens.
Because something wonderful is always about to happen.
Before I go much farther, I want to be clear that when I talk about my spiritual journey, I’m using the word “spiritual” in a very open sense. It is not tied to religion, and while the word is shared among religions and takes on different meanings, I personally don’t hold to a particular religion. No religion or person has a monopoly on using the words “spiritual” and “spirit.” There. Got that out of the way.
Like many adults my age, I have a long history and instead of the blah-di-blah-blah of it, I’ll go right up to where I start my journal: November 10, 2017. This is when I received the recording made by Sarah about how my name revealed my soul contract for this life. When I first heard about using names to provide clues as to what I – and the spirit guides I have – planned out before I was born, I wasn’t sure I believed it. That was about six months before I decided to have Sarah do the reading.
When I listened to Sarah reading what she discovered, it was a huge revelation! (Hallelujah Chorus in the background here) I had anticipated some of it but it was so much more than that. I found out things about where I was headed [or could be headed, since I have free will] that were surprising but also resonated with me. This was a BIG awakening, having floundered around for a long time looking for anything that would help me fill the void I felt. It put some things into perspective too and it reinforced some things I knew about myself [and sometimes didn’t want to admit]. For me, this was the right thing to happen to me at the right time.
I don’t know if this format will work, but I think what I’ll do is make an entry online for each dated entry of my inked journal and pull out parts of it that I think have to do with finding my way toward (or among?) spiritual truths. Maybe this blog will end up being only for me since each person finds their own way and mine may not resonate with anyone but me. But that’s OK. It feels right to me to be doing this for me.
So the first entry is 10 November 2017.