Last year, I did a course called Spiritual Nomad designed to help me better define my particular brand of eclectic spirituality, which is very eclectic indeed. I never quite finished it, so I was happy to hear that the creator of the course was offering it again this year, and at a reduced price for... Continue Reading →
Stuck Again
When we last left our intrepid spiritual traveler, her altars had just reassembled themselves. Since then, I've just been letting them occupy their space and sink their energy tendrils into the house. I've also continued to work on my spiritual scrapbook like a madwoman. I don't know what it is about that particular project that... Continue Reading →
I Can Hear Again
My altars reassembled themselves yesterday. My next Spiritual Nomad task was to put three important things back onto my altar. Since I had so many of them, I decided to put three things back onto each one of them. That started a chain reaction I was unable to really stop. As I placed the deities... Continue Reading →
Clearing
Yesterday I wrote about getting stuck on this one aspect of Spiritual Nomad: stripping down one's altar. Seeing as how I have at least five, that was a confusing thing to figure out which one I should pick, or if I should strip ALL of them. I went with the latter choice. I cleaned up... Continue Reading →
Naked
I've been doing this groovy "make your own spiritual path" thing put together by Dianne Sylvan called Spiritual Nomad. I'm way behind, still on week one (everyone else is on week three). It took me a really long time to do the first exercise. I probably over thought it, or at least tried to be too... Continue Reading →
My Wish List, Let Me Show You It
I haven't made a holiday wish list in a while, partially because I had become a self-flagellating martyr like so many other mothers. "Oh no, don't worry about me! I'll simply slave away while everyone else enjoys themselves!" At some point I realized that was really damaging and said, "Well fuck that noise!" and decided... Continue Reading →