In a world full of opinions it is hard to just STOP, BREATH and BLOCK out the noise.
Eating clean, Practicing Yoga and taking time to just BREATH and MEDITATE seems to be the solution for nearly every problem on earth nowadays.
And although doing these things does make us feel more connected to ourselves, the world around us and brings a moment of sunshine to our lives, it´s damn hard to keep up on a regular basis. Let alone notice that it is something we can profit from having in our lives.
Becoming a mindful person, who has the ability to just step out of a situation and watch it from the outside for a moment without judgement takes a lot of mind training and effort if you have been living your life unaware of your spiritual side. To many it just seems like a trend, a movement, buy some yoga pants, go organic you´re in.
We typical western humans thrive on proving individuality, proving our point and clearly distinguishing right from wrong.
In a head and heart full of opinions, goals and logic it is hard to let go and just be. It is hard to even accept, that maybe there is more to our lives than just strategy and coping with stuff.
Still if you´re a person who lives trying out new activities, going after new jobs and reading up on different topics, this is definitely a topic worth giving a chance.
Spirituality in any form is a gift to us, if we are able to find it and let it in.
It is something so delicate, that it can´t be forced upon us without pushing us even further away from it.
We need to feel that we need it in our lives. A silent friend we have always missed and longed to be reunited with. A somebody or something we have to be ready for though, or we will just oversee it and take it for granted.
I would not describe myself as a very religious person. My parents and I used to visit church at one point in my childhood. And I never really got the point. The service bored me, and I would just sit there waiting for the food to be served afterwards. I only really remember the smell of the old church hall , old and musky with a hint of old lady.
We stopped going, my life was filled with other more fun activities.
It wasn´t until I hit puberty, that my grandmother once again started shoving Christ in my face. Everything she said was served with a dose of Christ, Jesus, faith and so on.
I couldn´t bear it. Nothing tastes worse than something forced down our throats and nothing makes a rebel more rebellious than telling him what´s missing in his life and pin pointing all the places where he is moving in the wrong direction.
Not till years later after running around in negative circles, hurting and damaging myself with negative beliefs and low self esteem, like a lot of young people out there I longed for a friend. A constant friend. But relying on someone to make me feel better was a dead end.
Bringing instant relief but in the long term, fueling me and my life with anxiety and fear of losing that someone.
And so my spiritual path began. My spiritual research, individually customized to suit me.
No I have not become a full blown christian, but I have become open to letting spirituality into my life. And I am open to giving anything a chance.
And that is the key to the door.
No matter how educated we are, we don´t now everything. We can´t control everything. Life just happens.
It is scary not having 100% control over things we love, things we work hard for and things we don´t even know are going to come into our lives, but taking time to check out spirituality or at least open the door to let it in, when a time comes where it is needed, can take off the pressure and bring some soothing to our everyday lives.
Doesn´t that sound just the tiniest bit lovely? Makes me feel relief.
To me spirituality is the motivation to do anything in my power that brings happiness and ease into my life.
I won´t tell my story in full detail now… It´s a blog post, not a biography and simply not my web-story telling style.
But I will say what the first step was.
Surrendering to the fact that no matter how hard I tried I needed something greater than me, something more powerful and knowledgeable to lead the way.
I was just exhausted running around in circles and just couldn´t do it on my own anymore.
And the thing needed most at that moment was : Comfort.
Warm, cozy loving comfort…
How do we give that to ourselves?
Being mindful…what everyone is on about…
At first. The very first step is finding out what our primal need is at the very moment.
For me at that time it was Comfort…