Hello friend, here we are on day 17 already and over half way through my blog. I hope that you are finding some inspiration in my posts. I am finding that this journey is inspiring me in many ways as its bringing into consciousness those many facets of myself and sprarking new personal insights. So far I have shared how nature, fashion, fairies, gratitude, books, Dartmoor, music, meditation, movies, humour, acceptance, prayer, spontaneity and home all inspire me in different ways.
Today I want to share how embracing my spirituality inspired me. Since a child I have had an awareness that this physical existance is not all there is, however none of my family were open to the spirit world and I closed down that side of me. Up until my late 20's the only angels I'd heard about or seen were those on the stain glass windows of the churches I'd been to as a school girl. I'm not a church goer these days but I remember really enjoying the contact with the spiritual side of life in those early years at my Church of England primary school.
Moving up to secondary school my favourite subject next to art was Religious Education and I went on to take it as a GCSE and an A-Level. My A-Level Religious Studies teacher was incredibly inspiring. We read the whole of the bible in the two years of the course and I was fascinated by the roots and origins of the stories, the people who had collated the stories and who appeared in them - like the prophets who all seemed to live for many hundreds of years - as well as the messages contained within them. We also experienced other religions on trips and residences. I did not realise at the time how my spiritual and cultural awareness soared during this period of my life and I honour and treasure that time now.
When I went to university and then worked in London I lost my way with a sense of my inner spiritual life. A boyfriend at university introduced me to esoteric books and taught me how to read tarot and runes and this gave me a link back to the non-physical world which I welcomed. London left me depressed, lost, exhausted and wanting for an adventure back to myself. So I left with a friend and travelled and worked our way around some of Australia. In Cairns I secured an amazing temping job working for 'Reconciliation' https://www.reconciliation.org.au/
From the Reconciliation Website:
"Reconciliation is about building better relationships between the
wider Australian community and Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander
peoples for the benefit of all Australians.
To create positive change we need more people talking about the
issues and coming up with innovative ideas and actions that make a
difference."
I was working for the Chairwoman of Reconciliation and assisting her PA to set up their new office from scratch - which is where my secretarial experience in London came in handy! I was naive about the issues facing the Aboriginal people and received an education in at the deep end. I also learnt about more about their culture and fell in love with their art. It was a wonderful few weeks and I was sad to leave my new friends. They have been the kindest, wisest and most welcoming people I have ever had the pleasure to work with. I only scratched a tiny bit of the surface of their story and circumstance in my time with them. I did take away with me a new understanding about the land and how everything in nature - even the rocks are brimming with life and spirit. I walked a few times from our rented 'Queenslander' house to Mount Whitfield Conservation Park. The scenery, wildlife and views are simply breathtaking and I wrote several poems inspired walks there; I felt everything was brimming with spirit.
Leaving Australia I felt I'd left part of my heart and soul in the red earth forever. It was a traumatic time resettling into life in my home town. Everything seemed greyer even the people. I got depressed, something had intangible changed in me. I wanted to retrieve whatever I was missing. I expected something awesome to happen but instead my life, without realising it, had gently shifted onto a new path and the people and circumstances which entered my life from that point gradually took me deeper into the forest of becoming conscious of my spirituality. I started to read more and more metaphysical books. A boyfriend I met during that period of readjustment introduced me to some tape recordings of Stuart Wilde http://www.stuartwilde.com/. We would listen to them in his car whilst driving crazily along narrow country lanes. This whole experience, like the relationship, in retrospect, was like some labrinthine initiation into conscious awareness. At this time I was also introduced to the angels and several things began to click into place as I welcomed them into my life
Tomorrow I will talk about how angels inspire me.
Have a great day!
Blessings Claire x



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