The other day, I wrote about yelling at my kid (if you didn’t see the post, you can check it out here).
Note: For those of you who responded with kind words of parental support — thank you. I know I’m not alone, but it was nice hearing it:)
I was having a field day with myself all day. I had a million self-critical words pouring through my head…
How could you yell at a poor, defenseless little girl? Your one and only daughter?
This is how ‘daddy issues’ start, dude. Better get that therapist on retainer now.
But the big one was this…
Huh. You call yourself ‘spiritual’. How can you get away with being such a fraud?
One thing I’ve noticed is, problems arise when people say ‘this’ is spiritual, but ‘that’ isn’t.
Spirituality is not the same thing as perfection — whatever that even is.
Spirituality is not held to the ‘righteous’ or ‘happy’ or any one character trait.
Spirituality is living the entire spectrum of emotion with awareness.
Spirituality is the violent alchemy that happens in the crucible when the impure gets melted down into the pure.
Spirituality is an undercurrent, not what arises on the surface.
Spirituality is a process — a binding and loosing of beliefs.
Spirituality is a journey — a constant evolution of the Soul.
Spirituality is a continuous uniting of the human and the divine.
For some reason, we came up with this rule that said spiritual people don’t cuss, yell, fart, or do anything out of character.
I can see how this view can turn people off to their spiritual potential. They go through something even as mild as I went through the other day (something all of us parents go through at some point) and they think — Whelp, that’s it. I’m a heathen. Might as well throw in the towel on this whole spirituality thing.
Spirituality is messy.
Spirituality is wrestling with the stuff.
Spirituality is being open and honest about ones flaws and foibles.
Spirituality is a constant loop of forgetting and remembering.
Spirituality is the dance — all of it — good, bad, and everything in-between.
Sometimes we trip over our feet. Sometimes we do the funky chicken with our fly unzipped. Sometimes we get carried away and get a little ‘inappropriate’.
But as long as it furthers our spiritual dance moves, all is not lost.
Now, I’ll step aside while you bust a move.