The unweaving of the tight-knit fabric has begun. Deep exploring can do this. I spent so many years living in the well-fashioned, carefully woven edifice of a spirituality which I fatefully inherited and gladly accepted. It was a view of reality consistent with years of careful compliance, rules of practice and patterns of design.
Some of the early years I spent on my knees before the radio, a young boy’s fingers moving across rosary beads. Some times I floated in the fragrance of incense and glow of candles, outfitted in an altar boy’s outfit. In time I replaced that outfit with the robes of a monk and put on the official garb of one who leads others in prayer.
I was steeped, saturated with the shape of traditional spirituality, given oner to it. I came to understand it very well. Yet, I always wanted more. My intuition routinely whispered to me that there was more. The fabric of rich design did not give the welcoming comfort of being home.
Little did I know that it would be someone from a foreign land and foreign tradition who would help me go deeper, finally let go of what had been carefully done. With the unwoven freedom to explore, I have found deeper insight, energy and passion.
What I had been missing all those years was a spiritual foundation based on my own humanity, not the crafted patterns of a religious tradition. As I uncover more and more what it feel like to be human, as I trust the basic goodness of my nature, I understand what was lurking behind the woven fabric of a traditional orthodoxy. I understand better what was trying to emerge from behind all those years of rigorous compliance.
I am now better able to trust the wonders of what is real and yield to all I have yet to discover. It is the unwoven pattern of a realistic spiritual path.