I’ve always described myself as “spiritual but not religious.” I’m finding, however, that grace and transformation is found somewhere in the middle.
In teaching my nephew to swim, he would often struggle no matter how much I told him to lay back and trust me. I do the same in my life. But each time I trust the voice inside I find myself floating.
I have been inhibited in writing about and fully immersing myself in the spiritual part of my journey out of fear. It’s time to take that leap of faith.