It’s a marvelous thing to find a place where you feel at ease, where respect is mutual, and where beliefs are honored. I attend various functions there, and have met many like-minded people with whom I share ideas, challenge myself, and listen to wonderful messages.
My spiritual journey has been long and weird! From a very narrow path where I scraped myself constantly on the sharp edges, to my current home base which is as wide as I need and as welcoming as I am able to be welcoming to others. I’m learning, growing, and more accepting of other modes of thought, for the most part. Any hesitation from me invites further investigation, rather than mindless condemnation.
I was in a very cult-like group for many years, where there were strict parameters around what was acceptable to give in to and what our “mission” was. Discomfort was not spoken about, and our time was never our own. That was a very difficult situation to completely shake off—the path was still narrow and dangerous.
The way of thinking which comes from the continual brainwashing becomes like cement. It won’t dissolve, can’t be reasoned away, and persists any effort to chip it away. And it’s heavy, so very heavy.
I’m enormously grateful to have finally found a spiritual home which teaches, doesn’t dictate; which challenges, doesn’t disallow questions; which loves and accepts all who seek their own spiritual reality, their own Source, and doesn’t spoon-feed nothing but pablum.
Today, I am thankful for all that I am, all that I have, all that I learn from truly enlightened teachers.
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