I woke this morning with a feverish compulsion to write about leggings, maternity leggings to be specific. Though the slant was veering towards the poor choices available in budget shopping for pregnant ladies. Please excuse me, I am no fashion writer, I’m a spiritual writer who ‘suffers’ shopping and all things consumer driven, so for me to turn my words to this, something must be terribly wrong in the world. Either that or the pregnancy hormones have finally gotten to me. Humour me, let me attend to this rant and I am convinced that the pregnant amongst us may rally to my cries.
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All of us suffer at some stages of our day/week/month/life with stress, depression, upset and worry. As spiritually inclined beings this can make us feel all too human. Perhaps we may feel like we are failing in our spirituality by allowing the pain and upset to get to us. The things is though… we are human… pain is inevitable. Oftentimes the pain is part of the process.
When I started off pursuing a spiritual life I took it all rather seriously. I believed that opening myself up to the divine, meant holding myself to some hugely holy standards. When writing my latest book the High Heeled Guide to Spiritual Living I took all the spiritual learning and spiritual ‘rulings’ I had set myself and I attempted to live them. I wanted to explore the reality of living as a soulful human, but one with emotions, faults, flaws and needs.
Dearest Soulies, today’s inspirational blog post is based around the topics of anger, reaction, overreaction and frustration. Too often we allow these things to get the better of us. More often than not the emotion expended upon a certain event, far outweighs the event itself. Hours, days, months of our lives can be used up in a state of self justified temper tantrums. This is not a soulful way to be, it is soul destructive, and it rots us away from the inside.
Many people are under a misguided belief that to live a spiritual life one must have an addiction to incense, a passport stamp proving a life changing trip to India and a guru on speed dial. We are prone to believing that Spiritual Living is a way of life gifted only to the most zen of us all, the ones whose hippy trippy feet float through the ether that is life, unaffected by drama and chaos and ushering in good vibes, cool karma and with a zing of unconditional love in their aura.
How much do I love this book? Let’s just say I have read it voraciously and I have hated to put it down. Yes I’ll freely admit it is a book being released on my own label Soul Rocks Books, but that makes me love it all the more. It makes me so much more proud of it. I didn’t even write the darned thing, Stephanie Sorrell did. And I’m so glad that she did. Becasue it is literally out of this world.