Our lives are a journey…an unknown path that we are traversing, daily, as we try to live our lives.
The idea that this path is known–not to me, but to a higher power–is new to me.
And yet, I cannot deny that the last year has been a series of choices that have continued to put me on a path towards growth and healing.
This is the year of my spiritual awakening.
The year where my soul screamed out, aching for connection. The year where, despite my usual mutterings and logic, I dragged myself to church, looking for…something.
Something I have been pretty sure didn’t exist.
For the last 11 years or so, I have sworn off religion. Where I live–in a rural and conservative community–this is kind of a big deal. To some, this makes me a bad person.
And so, it is one subject that I normally do not talk about. I’ve had my ideas, my own way of doing things, and a husband who was in agreement–and that has been enough. Continue reading