My Spiritual Journey
II’ve had a complicated spiritual journey. Raised Hindu, I resisted it in my youth since my father was a devout Hindu who felt that he could beat the shit out of me and then pray for forgiveness and it would be okay. We moved to basically an all white/Christian community and I found myself going to church - at one point nearly 3 times a week. I have volumes of journals where I wrote to Christ, begging desperately to be saved from myself. As beautiful as the community was, something in me just didn’t feel right.
And so, I kept searching. I looked into many religions. Dived deeply in a few and somehow I kept coming back to my roots. They all have the same fundamentals. The philosophy of Hinduism feels right for me. The teachings, way of life, the yoga, Ayurveda/Ayurvedic medicine, Bharatanatyam, the art, the sacred geometry. Just not the dogmatic religious parts.
Last week I had the pleasure of diving deeply into Kundalini yoga with my mother in the mountains. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
It felt right - as if all my ancestor’s wisdom within my DNA were in harmony with me.
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