Spiritual Friday …

Today is my first post for Spiritual Friday, the last in the Trio of my ongoing Weekly Posts.

But First … does doing the Yards with my SO Beloved Dad count as being Spiritual?



Where do I start with this subject?


My feelings on the subject encompasses so many things: My Religious Faith, my never ending search for Inner Peace, my insatiable thirst for learning about other paths and Beliefs.

Spirituality is interwoven into every crack and corner of my being.

It fills my Life and gives me Peace about what has passed and what lays ahead.

It’s something that comforts me immeasurably but eludes me to no end.

To quote my Favorite Poet, Walt Whitman:

“Why, who makes much of a miracle? As to me I know of nothing else but miracles . . . To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle, Every cubic inch of space is a miracle, Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same.”

”Miracles” (Autumn Rivulets)

I agree with Uncle Walt, everything is a Miracle, as is everything can be Spiritual.

It’s what you hold Sacred, it’s what brings you to your knees.

It’s what gives you meaning to your Joy and depth to your Sadness.

It’s what got me out of the Darkness and into my Light.


One. I was raised Catholic: Baptized, First Holy Communion (must find that photo to share), Confirmation, and of course Catholic school. My Catholic Faith of my formative years is very different from my Faith of today.

In my Youth, Church and not eating Fish on Fridays during Lent, was something I had to do. Now, going to Mass is an extension of my Relationship with God and discovering ways to add depth to my Faith is exhilarating.

Two. Different Points of Views.


(The book on top is Spiritual to me, anyone Single needs to read it. And YES that Barbara Feldon)

 Joel Osteen: During these in between years, he has single handily gotten me to b e l i e v e again. Just like a day doesn’t feel right unless I Pray, a day doesn’t feel right unless I start it off with listening to one of his Video Messages. I urge you to grab one of his books or listen to one of his Sermons if you need a bit of brightness, you won’t be disappointed.

Matthew Kelly: My Mom got me this book from their Parish, and ever since then I’ve been hooked: 32373594244_d7252bd060_k.jpg

He relates our Catholic Faith to everyday life and it was his Best Lent Ever Program,  40 Days of introspection on how our Faith can mold us into the ‘ Best Version of Ourselves ‘ that brought me to my knees. Not sure if you can still sign up for it, but I have saved the Daily E-Mails if anyone wants them. Brilliant, full stop.

Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance  by Robert Pirsig: I haven’t thought about this book in a Decade and sadly I don’t have my dogeared copy anymore, because I give books away … but whilst writing this post, it popped right back into my head and now I am going to buy a copy as soon as I post this. In my late 20’s, I was on the search for the meaning of Zen (and had a thing for Motorcycles) and this book combined both of my loves into a sublime, traveling down the rabbit hole kind of experience. It started my life long journey on that Existential highway. Read it, and tell me what you think.

Three. Angels, Spirit Guides, Karmic Belief System et al.


In this Life, I have amassed a plethora of experiences that can only be described as ‘not of this world’. I am going out on a limb here, because even though there is the strong analytical side of me, there have been things that I can’t rationally explain.

Case in point.

After a knock down dragged out fight with my then Husband, I angrily went out to run an errand and I was driving on the highway, not really paying attention. I vaguely remember seeing a car on the Driver’s Side wanting to get into my lane. In slow motion, just like in the movies, I remember hearing the impact, me flipping over and around in the air (mind you I was in the Middle Lane) and then landing upside down on a side embankment.

The one thing I remember playing over and over again in my head?

I’m not going to die, I’m not going to die.

Many people stopped to help me get out of the car. Cops and Firemen followed me to the  Hospital, and watched me walk down a hallway a couple of hours later, with only some small stitches in my left hand. I remember one of the Policemen saying to me, ‘ I saw the condition of the car you were in, it’s a miracle you’re Alive ‘.

My Guardian Angels, full stop.

Since then, I’ve opened up to praying to my Angels, calling on my Spirit Guides, and having Readings. Recently, I’ve been doing a lot of Angel Work and I just had the most eye opening Past Life/Karmic Reading. I know it may not be for everyone, but there are so many things that have happened to me, other then my aforementioned accident, that I can’t explain. There’s more to all of  t h i s  than just the s u r f a c e,  and as long as I am still drawing breath, I want to find out m o r e.

Here’s my Vlog about last week’s experience …

Thanks for letting me share some of my thoughts on a subject very close to my heart, Spirituality. If any of you want to chat, drop me some words!

Happy Week- end!

G xxx

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