Long story short, I’ve been putting this off.
The world is calling for me to start sharing my voice in a really big way and I thought what better time to birth this new era than on the spring equinox?
If you followed along on my soul journey in 2021, you would know that I’ve been spiritual my whole life, but like most people in my metaphysical shoes, I shut down my gifts. Looking back now, I can see I was built for a world that didn’t yet exist. I felt out of place, alone, longed to go back home, and tried my best to just be “normal.”
I suffered with depression most of my life and although I don’t think back on any one time as being a “spiritual awakening,” I had many on-the-bathroom-floor dark nights of the soul. The thing that continued to get me through the most challenging times in my life was this deep knowing that I was here for a reason.
Architects of the New
I’ve always questioned everything… ask my parents. From a young age, I did not resonate with certain systems, most notably organized religion and education. However, with the development of my discernment over the last few years, I can see outdated systems of oppression entangled in nearly every aspect of our everyday lives.
Religious Systems
I always joke that my Methodist upbringing was more akin to growing up without religion, but we attended church services on holidays and most Sundays, preceded by Sunday school, where my mother volunteered her educational experience for many years.
I hated going to church, and I’m sure part of that was getting up in the morning, dressing up, and being quiet for an hour. I can’t pinpoint any other reason for my aversion from a young age. When I reached middle school, I began confirmation classes, and this is really where my distaste for the entire system was revealed. I learned that baptism is done without your consent, but confirmation is supposed to be your own choice. And even at fourteen years old, I knew my choice would not be to pledge my allegiance to the church.