Discovering the Spiritual Life (Again).

“In waiting and calm, you shall be saved. In quiet and trust lies your strength.”

My spiritual life is growing. A rebirth of sorts out of the ways of doctrine and dogma, and into a world of discovery. Seeing, feeling, praying to and in the spirituality of nature, of the universe, of vibrations and the mystical. Inviting the idea of miracles and signs back into my heart, while experiencing a world full of science and people who present miracles and signs in everyday life.

A marriage my soul has longed for.

To find God again, not as the “Father,” or the great singular being, but God that is.

Is the Mother and the Father.

The nameless and the named.

Is praying at the pew, and praying to the West.

Is art. Is music. Is the singer and the song.

The cello and the cellist.

Is the bird, the stream, and the mountain. The tornado and the torn.

God that is Jesus, Muhammed, the Rabbi, Mister and Maggie Rogers.

God that is the bread and the wine, wine and cheese, and just cheese.

God that is a ballgame, the BBQ, the bar.

God that is love of a friend, love with your partner, the laughter in a club. Is the concert, the play, the playwright.

God that is all things in their mystery, in which I also exist.

This is what I am re-discovering, or rather, discovering for the first time.

“The spiritual life does not consist of any special thoughts, ideas, or feelings, but is contained in the most simple, ordinary experiences of everyday life.”

The Spiritual life is not a life of rules and obedience. It is one of love, care, feeling and seeing. Putting down the phone, turning off the noise, and being present.

The joy that is brought from time together and time alone — of contemplation and prayer, both in how you would have them.

I have learned that the spiritual life is vital, but that it must be yours. It must be mine. I must keep the door open for the mystical, to pray and search for what is behind that thin-vail, while never losing sight of the beauty and majesty that is on this side of it.

To hear eternity in the concerto and the rap, and to see the love of God that is in those that make it.