I once thought of myself as a religious person, but have learned, I am spiritual. I believe in God and heaven. I believe in the universe. I believe in a bigger picture. I have come to accept myself for the way I am. I have faith and hope, but believe in intentions and karma. I feel energy, and I’m learning to see it and trust my mind. God blessed me with intuition, a mind to know, many gifts to grow. The universe provides me with the energy and vibrations to bring to light fact from fiction, to protect me.
I don’t find God in a church. I find him in nature. I find him when I struggle or when I give thanks for what’s going good in my life. I don’t always have the best relationship with him. I argue. I cry. I don’t understand the why of so many things, but I keep believing and hoping things will turn out for the best for me and those I love.
I hope you find something to believe in. It doesn’t have to be what society calls the norm. It can be whatever helps your heart and feeds your soul. I wish you many blessings in your spiritual journey.
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