Spirituality is the ephemeral wrapping that holds everything together — so evanescent, and yet so tightly clinging that we can barely distinguish where it ends and where we begin. Light passes through, but only those who open their eyes and let it penetrate can see what’s really there — and know that, more than simply clinging tightly, the spiritual universe is part of us all and we are part of it; that we are truly one.
With this knowledge comes the key that opens the door to beauty, mystery, inspiration, and an actual physical sense of being part of the spiritual whole. Of course, we must pick up the key and use it. Too often, we look at it with both longing and fear, hesitant to unlock the door and peek around the corner; wanting the treasures but afraid of the risks. Content with the knowledge that it is there, we say, “Someday.” We say, “Maybe” — but no, not today, and no promises.
Unfortunately, many others go about their lives totally ignorant of the spirit’s presence or its force. Or, if they choose to acknowledge a spiritual power, they do so passively, often as victim: “Why did God do this to me?” “The world is a cold, cruel place.” “Why can’t I get a break?” “I never have any luck.” To these people, the realm of the spirit is mysterious, perhaps mythical. It is separate and apart from their own world, which is a universe of indifference at best and cruel intention at worst. They are merely pawns, at the mercy of unknown and unseen forces. Their lives are spent hiding from imaginary evils or running from real demons of their own creation.
I am a spiritual person, but not what most would call religious. I do not follow one strict dogma, nor do I worship within the confines of bricks and mortar. However, I firmly believe in the power and glory of forces that I do not understand. I believe in a God that was forever before and will be forever after. I believe that the energy called “Michael” will continue after my flesh is dust. I believe that I will again share conscious space and energy with my mother, my father, my sister, my brother and all who have left this physical world. I believe there is a price to be paid for deliberately continuing to act in ways that hurt others — a consequence that transcends physical boundaries. I am influenced and buoyed by these beliefs, and I carry them not just for comfort and protection but also because of a sincere commitment to their independent existence.