I was drawn to spirituality from the moment I was introduced to it. My father took my sister and I to church as little girls, and from the get-go, I was hooked. Coming from a broken home, I loved having a church family and I will always be grateful for the way our first church family took us in and helped heal my heart. But it wasn’t just the sense of belonging and stability that I loved, it was my connection to that wonderful Being so much higher than myself. I met my husband and step daughter at church and it wasn’t long before we were our own little unit. I was happy for many years- taking care of the three of us, living a dedicated religious life. But our souls cannot evolve unless we are pushed out of our comfort zones and before I knew it, my very happy life began to crumble.
All of the spiritual teachers I have studied, suggest that it takes a rock-bottom to “awaken” spiritually and I suppose that is what happened to me. I’ll spare you the gory details, but imagine a mixing pot of serious illness, devastating financial conditions, a major role change (loss of identity), and to top it all off, the horrific death of my dear father, whom I loved exponentially. It wasn’t just our outward circumstances that were unstable, our spirits became restless as well. We ended up leaving our beloved church, and though I now know this was part of the evolving process, at the time, it left me feeling destitute. Those people and belief system had been my home. The tempest from the storm of my childhood. And beyond that, I had only known God within the confines of that particular belief system. I wasn’t sure how to have a relationship with the lover-of-my-soul anymore, and that thoroughly scared me. So yeah, life as I knew it had collapsed but somehow, even in those darkest of days, I did not give up on the Spirit that I knew lived inside me. I was utterly confused about most everything, but I could still feel that connection with the Divine and I knew I was more than my outward circumstances.
Little by little a new life emerged from the ashes and with it, a broader sense of the world. I was led (and I firmly believe I was led) to a new way of looking at matters of the soul. Without knowing I had beckoned it, the Universe started sending me guidance, and ever so slowly my view of all things spiritual began to expand like the horizon. I found peace, clarity, and a pure, authentic connection with my soul and the Divine. Today, I believe God is SOOO much bigger than any one religion or belief system. I believe there are many paths to spiritual bliss and here at Spirit Mommas, like the Universe, we accept them all. I consider myself to be in the early stages of this journey, so please don’t look at me as any sort of expert. I started this blog to further my spiritual growth and connect with kindred spirits trying to do the same. So that’s my story, in a very small nutshell. Walk with me while I write out the rest 🙂