Human beings are spiritual creatures. We have soul. We have intriguing thoughts and incredible feelings. This is how we are set apart from the other animals. It’s science.
While science is not my strong suit, I can totally grasp this concept.
Since we are spiritual, we thrive on feeding that part of us. We need it and crave it. Unfortunately, it’s one of the first things to go in life because we will, you know, just get to it later.
Well, later turns into a really long time. We first focus on the Grind, the to-do list, our dreams and aspirations. Sooner or later, we burn completely out. We get sick and tired of being sick and tired. Something begins to feel like it’s ‘missing’ but we don’t know what it could be. We search, we splurge, we cry.
At this point, it is of serious value to take a look at our spirituality. Has it been neglected? Have you prayed? Do you remember what sunlight and dirt feel like on your skin? Have you silenced the outside noise that never shuts up long enough to breathe?
I have been in this situation more times than I like to admit.
A recent turning point was when I was so weak: physically, mentally, emotionally. I felt like I turned over every possible stone. I was getting exercise and rest. I was doing what I was “supposed to.” I was giving myself -ALL of myself- to my loved ones. That list that rolls on and on? Yeah, I was on it. But nothing seemed to feel right.
As I was moving my bed to a new location, I found my Bible. It was so pretty and crisp and clean. It was neatly tucked away all sacred-like. The pages were perfectly written in purple font and laid so crisp on top of each other.
I broke down and cried.
Why was my Bible so pristine? In an embarrassed, hurried hump I opened it up like it was the first time I had ever heard those precious words.
I grabbed my pen and ferociously made notes. I combed for any bit of inspiration that could ever be discovered. Each phrase was a new ‘aha’ moment. I lingered. Prayed. Sat silently, shaking all over.
I had been neglecting my faith. My SOUL.
A crisp, un-tattered Bible no longer served me. Had I not touched it? Had I been afraid to ‘mess it up?’
I was ashamed and felt guilty.
Friends, shame and guilt are not welcome when getting involved in spiritual things.
Spirituality, faith, belief, forgiving yourself, and being grateful are all part of our life.
If you are in a ditch and have no way out consider loving and balancing by giving your Spirit some much needed attention. It needs to be fed, too. You need balance. Love. Freedom. Unleash your soul. Give it a chance to soar.