My friend never fails to remind me that awakening to the spiritual can only happen on your own, it can’t be taught like in school or passed on like a family heirloom. I thought for sure I was lost, but then I brought up that on Tuesday morning, me being convinced that there was a force around us that had to be discovered just came to me. No one brought it up in conversation with me, I was just standing around in college before class started and it just came on in my head.
And that’s when my friend and I had a joyous realization, that I had been having an awakening come to me. I feel proud, and in a sense relieved, because I felt confident that maybe it doesn’t have to be so hard, or so confusing, and maybe I don’t have to feel so lost. Maybe I have discovered a spark. And I think I might have had a few awakenings during my art project, which makes sense since, if it’s about myself, I have to dig deep into the mind and find something.
I think I just have to look to myself for guidance, or do as I would and something will come to me.