Coming Back Home To Yourself is Spirituality

There is a part of you that is limitless. Infinite. The part of you that is your soul. The deepest, wisest, most beautiful part of you.

The spiritual path is about reconnecting with this part of ourself, while simultaneously slowing down the mind. Eventually you learn to lead from your soul’s voice, your intuitive voice, your loving voice.

The more that you allow your soul or inner guru to guide your life, the greater connection you end up feeling to all things. It's wild - you feel a deep connection to all of humanity, but also to the trees and the flowers and the sound of the water. It’s overwhelmingly beautiful. It takes some integration time. When this first happened to me in my awakening I would literally have to stop on the street and take a breath because I was overwhelmed by the deep love I had for strangers as they walked by me, or for how beautiful the sky was. It was the feeling that I used to get when I would get when I would be out for dinner with a boyfriend and the meal and conversation and connection and love between the two of us was perfect. I used to only think that this love or perfection was available from relationships, but its not, which has blown my mind. From simply looking at a flower I would feel this love enter into me and wash deeply into my entire torso and into my fingertips. Who knew when I started this path a few years ago that this is where it would lead?

I share because I want you to know what’s on the other side. The path of self improvement, inquiry and returning to our soul can be taxing and hard, but there is such joy on the other side. Keep your head up, keep doing to the work, keep being the light.

“There is a light in you which cannot die; whose presence is so holy that the world is sanctified because of you. All things the live bring gifts to you, and offer them in gratitude and gladness at your feet. The scent of flowers is their gift to you. The waves bow down before you, and the trees extend their arms to shield you from the head, and lay their leaves before you on the ground the you may walk in worthiness, while the wind sinks to a whisper around your head.”