My Spiritual Journey

It seems like by the time you get to mid-age, or maybe around the time you’ve had children, you finally determine what you want for yourself out of life. That’s not always true, but I feel like you should really know yourself by now. For me, I’ve embarked on a healing and spiritual journey and I’m still in the process of learning and growing and knowing myself. I’ve stumbled across something called Human Design, and I can see how it relates to spirituality and the shadow self. I’m learning how to peel back the layers of my social conditioning to finally understand who I was born as. (Might not make sense now, but if you read up on it, it will definitely shed some light on the subject).

This whole process took place in and around the same time as discovering that I was indeed, actually a spiritual person. I remember my first blog post on spirituality; I was very scared to write anything on the topic, as I know that religion is one of the first things people get up in arms about. The problem with that is I really don’t care at this point in my life. I am who I am and I’m happy with that. I’m on my own journey, as everyone else should be too.

Growing up, I always understood that I was very scientifically bound. My grandma was very religious - Christian, and I could never understand how you could have that much faith in a concept that was never substantiated; there was no physical substance, only belief. From the point that I developed opinions, I understood myself to be atheist. I think I felt that way for quite a long time. As I approached my thirties, I mellowed a little bit and went as far as saying I was agnostic. I was open to learning about other religions for the sake of learning, but never really open to blindly believing that much in something I couldn't see or prove.

Now, I am leaning more toward pagan ways. I don’t celebrate all the formal traditions (like Yule for example, but I do believe in Beltane, the Spring Harvest). I believe that nature is one of our greatest gifts and I nurture it as much as I can. I plant herbs and a variety of plants in my backyard and I ground (root) myself daily. I feel an affinity with nature - plants and animals, and I tend to be healthier and happier when I’m in natural environments.

Not to mention, my daughter was born on Beltane (May 1st) and since I don’t believe in coincidences, I would like to think the Universe has sent me a sign - she will also carry on the maternal roots of our shared heritage of spirituality and Paganism.

I think I told this story in my very first blog about my spiritual journey, but I like to retell it so I don’t forget my beginnings. It was right after Covid. Some places were starting to open up - karaoke was still closed, but the place we used to go was open for drinks and food, with the proper mask etiquette in place. One time, my husband and I were out celebrating our “freedom”, and an old karaoke acquaintance walked in. We started talking, and at first, I didn’t recognize him because he had changed so much. I don't remember how we started, but we were talking about meditation. Then he started talking about the collective consciousness and I had no idea what he was referring to at the time.

Well, as any good person would, I started doing my research. Maybe I jumped a few bridges, but I thought that maybe this guy had turned into a witch. (Maybe he was just really enlightened, I don’t know). But as it turned out, our conversation really opened up my eyes to reality. Maybe our reality isn’t the same as the ending of the Netflix Show “The 100”, but I started paying attention, seeing signs and seeing people. I started reading more books and joining more groups on Facebook, and well, the next thing you know, I now consider myself a witch.

I have always had empath abilities. (Aka…Psychic witch, which I’m still doing research on), but I found out that I’m actually an empath by heredity - my mom is also an empath, and when I found that out, things suddenly made more sense. I don’t see auras, but I feel energy, and I pay attention to body language and signals. My perceptions are heightened and I can sense things before they happen.

This has led me down the path of divination. I don’t have tons of time on my hands, since I’m a mother of three, and a full time CEO at my own online business, but when I do have a spare second, I devote that time to research, methodologies and practice. There is so much to learn and to know and the world has opened up to me. I am at once overwhelmed with the knowledge and glorified at the experience itself, in that the Universe chose me to see the things I see and to know the things I know.

It is actually life altering - to know one experience before, and then have your mind shattered with the existence of so much more. It’s literally life altering - the same way some people are anti-religious, and then the next second, they believe in God because something changed them. That actually is a thing. You tend to see people and objects and animals and things in a whole new light. I know the signs when I spot another witch - surprisingly, I have quite a few on my Facebook account that were long time friends or acquaintances. It’s amazing what you can actually see when you open up your mind.

The great thing about this journey of mine is that it’s on-going. I can keep learning and growing and that’s something that excites me beyond measure. I want to know all the things and be the wise person at the end of it. It is a privilege to grow old, and I want to be on this journey right to the end. Then I get all confused…is it the end, or, a new beginning? 🤨😏😜

Thanks for reading and we’ll see ya’ll next week!

Sandra 💜