No preaching or religiosity here. Just love from a daughter journeying with faith in the valley. We can always benefit from new vocabulary for what’s sacred. These words of wisdom, spiritual maturity, faith, and hope caught my attention. I hope they will bring insight and maybe even introduce a bit of tension.
Holy Words As We Heal & Build Faith
I’m back in the desert where it’s more challenging for me to feel any sort of creative spark or confidence to write. Hopefully I can adjust with time.
I shared recently that while I’m frequently low on hope these days, my faith is growing. This is not a small thing, and my desire to build more faith into the walls of my life is strong.
Does my desire grow because external miracles appear left and right, leading me down paths toward the everlasting? Nahhhhhhht really.
It is possible that it has everything to do with the prayers of others. With the desperate pleas of my soul.
I have been a mystic since at least the age of nine, but it’s only now that I am beginning to trust the power of my intuition and choices.
My desire to become more permeable blossoms as I loosen my grip on old patterns of behavior and control. As I release the old, well-rehearsed narratives with their themes of betrayal and loss. I am awed by the relief and spaciousness that come when wounds carried for decades truly exit the body.
Recent humbling experiences expand my vision of what it means to move beyond mere spiritual awareness into deeper maturity.
I wish I could describe the lessons, reality, and heartbreaks with more specificity for context. The stories also belong to loved ones whose privacy I’ll protect.
I’m learning in fresh ways how to let go of attachments to outcomes and live with uncertainty. Let go of expectations there will be tidy resolution ahead.
I cannot expect rewards or fruit from others or my circumstances if my intentions are pure, and I stay rooted in truth. Offering my love, sacrifice, and gifts is in fact fruitful. (Part of that fruitfulness is simply how it nudges me to get over myself.) It’s what I mean by maturity and seeing from a perspective of higher consciousness.
Spiritual Journey Quotes & Faith Reflections
The story of the Prodigal comes to mind. Good lord, I have been the wayward son and the resentful brother. How can I move ever closer to the loving compassion of their forgiving father?
For me, staying clear of trouble, following the law, and maintaining a positive attitude are not enough. I need loving guidance from the divine realm. I need loving relationships (and even unloving relationships) to point me toward higher good.
The upside of chronic illness (in my case, autoimmune flares with pancreatic involvement) is involuntary downtime. I have no choice but to get still and assume a receptive posture.
In recent days, I have struggled with my vision as well so visual distractions like working at the computer, nature-watching, or reading aren’t possibilities. In the quiet, where I am in discomfort and struggling to recover, there are still many places to inwardly visit.
Will I entertain thoughts of bitterness or rehearse old hurts? Scheme and imagine places to go when I’m physically well? Review my missteps or victories? Escape into colors and moods as I listen to music or podcasts? Will I pray for family, friends, and the world in need?
These days, I travel more often to the spaciousness of the uncreated where I can let go of fleeting thoughts, becoming lighter, hollow even, to allow the new to reach me with less resistance.
This state of permeability allows the Spirit in me to pray. Healing in the absence of cure is more than simply a theme or thread running through my adulthood since I was diagnosed with Crohn’s at age 18. It is an important daily process and lifelong spiritual practice.
Soulful Quotes & Healing Words
What has changed in recent years is the commitment to live wide awake in mystical sobriety, to grow in consciousness, and to look at my shadow. I’m curious now about unconscious motivations and resistance to change because I’m less afraid.
Would any of this spiritual journeying be as precious were my health peerless, my circumstances smooth, and my relationships easy street? Would a strong physical body and sense of powerful strength lead me to the same streams of living water and faith journey?
I believe in the power of prayer and gifts of Grace so who knows? I only want to rest in gratitude that there IS a stream and that I am invited to flow.
Right where I am, FAITH is alive…not as a sweet coping mechanism or religious tool to move through uncertainty, but as love-energy. As a choice to be absorbed in hidden wholeness.
Peace to you right where you are.
-michele
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