Chakras, auras, spirits, and psychics? Five years ago, I would have said no way, no how. Today, my answer is always a curious maybe. You Llewellyn fans probably knew this already. Are you glad I finally caught on?
I grew up without spirituality, religion, or much a higher power of any kind. As an ex-Catholic turned nature-worshiper, my mom decided she’d never force religion on me. I read books, hung out at the library, and ran around the park with friends. It’s no surprise I studied literature and eventually got a master’s degree in literary theory. I studied the existentialists and the humanists. I moved to big cities. I had no need for faith. I loved my identity as a freethinker and became known for it. I saw religion as a funny little habit less self-reliant minds used to get through the day and spirituality as something that had no bearing on my life at all.
Instead, I committed myself to art and creativity. I dabbled like a dilettante in anything I could get my hands on — literature, philosophy, poetry, music, modern and classical art, travel, cooking, history, architecture, dancing, urbansim. What makes me laugh now is that I actually was a spiritual person — you just never would have caught me using the word “spiritual.” Yet I explored my interests with the enthusiasm and earnestness of any believer.
Today, my perspective has shifted. I let spirituality be what it is — a celebration of the things that move me, and one of my biggest motivators is curiosity. Do I believe in the afterlife? Maybe. Are my chakras balanced? I’m not sure, but I might wear red on those days I feel ungrounded. My mind will always be open, as I know from experience that it’s more fun — and healthier, I believe — to learn how to say “maybe.”
What do you think?