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Taking that Other Path in the Fork Of the Road…

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One of my favorite sayings I like to say when I feel I need to have a heart to heart with someone – I like to call it a “Come to Jesus” talk.  Sometimes the most amazing and profound events in our lives tend to be also hilariously ironic.  This is precisely the case over the last couple months.

I’m going to tell you something that I didn’t think I would EVER utter to anyone.  This includes my husband, my sons, my parents, my sisters, my family and devoted friends.  I don’t necessarily know why I need to bear witness to this, but I do believe it’s time for me to speak out.  Since November 18, 2016, I’ve been quietly obsessing over it, because of how much it changed me.  And mark my word: I am changed.  Incidentally, my son Tim told me last night, “Mom, I don’t know about you, but there is something really DIFFERENT about you that I’ve noticed the last several weeks.”

At this point, only a collective few, including my husband and son, know what happened.

I’ve been on an incredible journey, and I guess now, it’s okay to talk about it.

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First things first: I was born with the addiction gene in my DNA.  And this gene has taken front and center throughout my life. Food, prescription drugs, relationships, spirituality, you name it, if my heart felt a flutter, I took it for all it was.  Kind of like Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.  Right now, my latest addiction seems to be on something I have taken for granted for many many years.

I am finding it very challenging to really put into words what I want to say. But trust me on this:  This will probably be a long post, because I believe once I get talking, it’s hard to stop.

Most of the time my head tends to be in the clouds, thinking and dreaming of things that I want, not just for myself, but everyone I love.  However, something needs to be said, when your life has been on this particular journey and living this particular belief, when all of a sudden it comes to an abrupt stop for no reason.  And like the flip of a switch, everything that I believed in, held and cherished for so many years, started to dissipate.

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Going back:  The moment I first felt a twinge in my spirituality was when I was a semi-practicing Catholic.  This spiritual “awakening”, so-to-speak, occurred in the early months of 2004.  4 years later, in 2008, I was beginning my life without my soon-to-be ex-husband and found myself delving into another type of spirituality, which many called Paganism. It was something darker than what I had been used to, and yet it fascinated me to my core nonetheless.  Honestly?  I fell in love with Paganism.  Not just because of the rituals or clothing or music, but because I felt I could hold MYSELF accountable for things, rather than feel like some heavenly parental figure is up in the skies waiting for me.  For 4 years, I laid low, while continuing to practice as a Catholic, while secretly delving deep into practicing Paganism.  But I still loved Jesus.  That never swayed.  I truly believed in the heart of my hearts that my love for Jesus actually grew from my studies, and found I started calling myself a Christo-Pagan. (There is such a religion that exists).

In 2012, I finally made the decision to leave the Catholic Church, and be open about loving my Earth Spirituality.  In essence, I called it that because Paganism has a societal stigma that causes people to believe that all who practice it are devil-worshiping, animal sacrificing, followers of Satan.  I need to tell you all this – Paganism is NOT devil worshiping.  Pagans actually don’t believe in the devil.  It angered me so much, that I wanted to prove to the world my spirituality was if anything, stronger than when I was a practicing Catholic.  I joined a Unitarian Universalist Fellowship, then became a leader in the community guiding and teaching like-minded individuals who saw and felt the same as I. I finally thought I was home in my faith.  Being able to love God, Jesus and Mary and the Saints and Angels, all while dedicating myself to Mother Earth by committing myself to the fundamentals of holding rituals honoring not just them, but all the deities that all the cultures in the world were made up of.  I felt I was co-existing with Mother Earth herself and I was a handmaiden to her services.  As the years passed, I realized Jesus, Mary, the Saints and the Angels started to take a back burner to other deities whom I wanted to learn and study.  I’ll be honest.  I tried.  I really did.  But it never felt the same.  Literally, I would thank a deity for something they gave me, but if I found myself in trouble, I called on Jesus.  I knew it, and yet continued to block my mind of the hypocrisy I was finding myself in.  Deep in.  How dangerous it was for me to think just because another religion doesn’t believe in something like the devil, didn’t mean he doesn’t exist.

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How funny it was, then, when Jesus decided to take a stand for His cause, and call me back to the land of His living, and in the WEIRDEST place possible.

Jesus has an incredible sense of humor, I’ll tell ya.

In the Autumn of 2016 (funny, 4 years from the last opened door), I started studying Hinduism.  I was listening to a lot of Hindi music, while trying to practice some of the festival rituals that are held usually on the other side of the world.  I even wrote a blog about it here!!!!!

But if you are a subscriber or devoted follower to my website, you know that this was my last blog.  November 6, 2016.  Exactly TWO weeks later, I fell off the proverbial ledge and went underground, like Persephone in the old Greek tales.  For those two weeks, I lingered down there, because something was troubling me.  I felt a weight on my shoulders and my chest was so heavy I couldn’t explain, let alone breathe.  And then it happened.

November 18, 2016.  I took a shower.

I know, that was anti-climatic.  I just wanted you all to take a deep breath, cause we’re about to go down that rabbit hole.

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Okay, so…Here’s where it gets weird:

It started out as nothing special.  It was a Friday night, and my husband was out getting our food after dropping off my step-son at his mothers, my son was at a friend’s for the evening.  It was just me and my doggie, Linus.  I turned on some Native American music in our bedroom and strolled naked into the bathroom where I felt I could take a nice long, hot shower all by myself.  There’s a freedom you feel when you have that alone time, and this was no exception.  I was singing and dancing in the shower, taking my time to clean myself, when all of a sudden, I felt a presence with me.  I turned around, and SO HELP ME GOD,  Jesus was standing in the shower with me.

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I wish I was making this up, but this is the stone cold truth.

There was nothing perverted, obviously, but more or less the shock value from my end created a moment of ice-breakage.  He stood there with his arms crossed, not getting a bit wet, and said, “Sister, WHAT are you doing?”  He had on a white robe, with what looked like a violet colored sash.  He looked exactly like I had always pictured Him.

Frightened wasn’t the word.  Stunned?  Even more so.  I told Jesus that I was taking a shower as He could see, thinking even for a second that maybe this was all being made up in my head, questioning in my head if I fell in the shower and blacked out, did I have wine I forgot I was drinking? But this….this was real. He said, “Don’t patronize me, Bridget! You KNOW what I’m talking about.  ANOTHER RELIGION?  Am I really THIS bad that you want to look for more salvation in something else because you can SEE it?” He sounded exasperated, if not annoyed to the core.

AND STILL, I kept thinking this was all being made up in my head.

And then in a loud, booming voice, He said:

“Do you REALLY want to ruin ALL that you have created up there?”

And the most frightening to me, He said,

“Am I really not enough for you?”

I immediately felt a twinge of pain, or maybe it was guilt, because I couldn’t understand what the HELL was going on, but apparently Jesus was legitimately upset with me.  Upon realizing this, He then sighed and said something I’ll never forget:

“I want you to sing a song for me”, He said, “Remember that song you used to sing in choir, called ‘Hosea?’  Sing that for me. I like to think this is ‘OUR’ song.”  (now, in any other circumstance, anytime given the chance to sing in the shower, I’m going to make that sh** happen.)  But at this point I was having a heated conversation with Jesus in the SHOWER and the fear in me rose up, so I started singing quite softly:

 

“Come back to me, with all your heart, don’t let fear keep us apart.

Trees do bend, though straight and tall, so must we to others call.

Long have I waited for your coming home to me,

And living deeply our new life.

The wilderness will lead you, to your heart where I will speak.

Integrity, and justice, with tenderness, you shall know.

Long have I waited for your coming home to me,

And living deeply our new life.”

 

And just like that, 12 years of my life slowly washed away, like a silent tsunami coming in the middle of the night without any warning.

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Everything I was, everything I THOUGHT I was, everything I thought I was going to be, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

I stood in the shower, looking down on my hands as the water was running off of me, and realized I was alone again.  But this was different: I felt a loneliness I never felt before, and not only was it suffocating, it was profoundly heartbreaking.  I started sobbing to the point I was shaking like someone hit me with a cattle prod. I started banging my fists on the wall of the shower so hard, bottles started falling off the shower shelf.  I started screaming “I’m sorry!  I’m SORRY! What have I done?  I’m so sorry!  Please forgive me!!!!”  But Jesus was no longer there.  I was utterly alone.  I fell to my knees in absolute despair and realized what a fool I was. For over a decade I acted like I loved him and knew him, all the while allowing other things to get in the way; it was the most horrible act of defiance and dishonesty I ever did in my entire life.

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And now I was alone.  It was the darkest moment of my life to date.

But then I heard Him.  And I felt this almost heated warmth flow through my body, as if I was encapsulated within something like an incubator.  As I continued to sob on my knees, water still running, I heard Him:

“Shhhhhhh….Bridget Ohhhhhhh sweetheart, I know…..Welcome back!  Welcome back.  It’s alright.  It’s alright.  Just cry it out.  I never left you, no matter how much you wanted me to let you go, I just couldn’t.  And you know what?  You didn’t want to let go either.  It’s why you kept me silently close to you all these years, even when you told others I wasn’t there….shhhhhhh, no more tears.  It’s over.  The pain has been washed away….I made sure of this.  No more tears, Bridget.  Breathe in your new life.”

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How does one recover from something like that?

I decided to delve into that part of me that has been in-fact, reborn.

I started reading the Bible.  I stopped doing earthly rituals that benefited my wants.  I began to walk on the side I promised myself 12 years ago I would never come back to.  I went back to the Unitarian Universalist Fellowship, where they welcome all creeds.  I opted NOT to go to a Christian church at first, well, mainly because my brain still has a belief that so many of these big-built theater-like churches are all ego-based ministry trying to pull people in for money and numbers.  Don’t get me wrong, let me explain before I get scolded:  I’m not saying they are ALL this way, it’s just how my brain has been perceiving this for so many years, I can’t remember when the thought first entered my mind. Nevertheless, I started watching documentaries on the Bible, on Christianity as a whole, on Jesus’ humanity and divinity.  And continued to go to the UU Fellowship until I realized I needed something more.

Most importantly, I got back to praying.  At least, the kind of praying I used to do years ago, now with a better understanding rather than I was “told” to say it.

I began listening to people like Kat Kerr, who has been given the gift of visions of Heaven.  And I then realized in an instant, that’s where my focus is going to be.

Heaven.

And what I need to do to get there.

I realized over the last several weeks that everything that I want, my garden, my homestead, future animals like chickens and goats, my front porch farm stand….all of it – has been cooking up in my brain and my heart with the absolute faith that one day I’ll get there.  So, why now is this happening?  Why has Jesus decided to make his presence known in the way it was presented?

I took some time to think about everything.  The shower.  Water.  Emotion.  Water is all about emotion.  And whenever I take a shower, I like to think when the water is falling on me, all the crap and muck from the day is being washed away.

So yeah, in a very different but just as intimate way, I was reborn again.

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What does this mean for the earthly spiritual Bridget who loves to talk about angels, mother earth and the seasons?  Well, just hold on a sec.  I’m still here.  I’m still Bridget. I think that if anything, all my beliefs I have, are just that.  I can’t change what I truly believe to be true, as feelings are neither right nor wrong.  I think it has to do with what and more importantly, HOW we use our beliefs that makes up our character.

So, in the last several weeks, I’ve undergone much change.  And it has been an amazing journey.

But you know what? I’m still burning sage, collecting crystals and such.  But now I have a more intimate understanding of my uses for them. But no worries, I’m still the querky eclectic Bridget that will do anything to get people to smile.

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I’m also going to continue celebrating the seasons through the Celtic Wheel of the Year method.  Ancient farmers used this method, it wasn’t just religious symbolism. Many organic farmers today still work with the moon and the seasons of the year based on these ancient traditions, and not modern commercialism.  So, as far as I’m concerned, Winter is over and Spring is here!  It is early Spring, so things are still dead and it’s pretty damn cold outside.  But some of my potted bulbs outside that don’t get hit with the frost are peeking out already.  As far as I’m concerned, the days of Light and Life are coming back.

I know I may lose friends over this revelation, and that’s okay.  Just as people evolve, I am sure relationships go through the same course.

Today my BFF Jenny and her amazing boyfriend Steven, took me to my first Christian service in what has been many years.  Over the last week, I got to speak to my cousin, Jerry, who told me he was overjoyed and filled with so much love and happiness for me for my conversion and is looking forward to talking with me more.

The last couple weeks have been a whirlwind.  I have met with so much amazing positive manifestations with my personal life in health and career.  I have found myself immersed into personal Bible study and watching videos that seem to be calling me to watch.  Each day I wake up, I ask for Grace, even though I am not worthy of it.  I pray to have a good day and make good decisions.  And each day has been wonderful.  I feel like a child.  I’m learning all over again.

I don’t know if I’ll ever be saved. But I do know, that feeling the presence of Jesus in my life has turned my life around.  Everything that I am is changed.  But, I am still Bridget.  I promise you that.  I am still open minded.  Still an empathic bad-ass.  Still a devout lover of Mother Earth.  I’m just understanding my life a bit differently now. I’m understanding my spirit now.  And most importantly, I’m understanding my heart.

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This website will eventually change on some levels.  My store will come down and hopefully I will be able to change my tax id to my alias name, The Bohemian Hobbit.  The Spiral Willow will be closing.  My tinctures and teas will still be around, and hopefully one day, I will be selling other things more deserving of my journey. If you are interested in buying certain things on my site, I will be posting them on my Facebook page, The Bohemian Hobbit until all is sold out. I will still be writing about Ascension, Homesteading, Permaculture, my love for Hobbits (well, DUH!), and of course, Spirituality.  But in order for me to write from my heart, you will undoubtedly see the change in my writing.  If you no longer feel comfortable with my writings, know I completely understand and you have every right to go.  I will let you go freely with so much love and admiration, you’ll definitely feel it!!!!

As we begin the week for Valentine’s Day, I find it no coincidence that outside my husband and children, I have fallen madly in love with Jesus and becoming a born-again Christian.  Take that as you will, all I know is that I stand here in witness, to tell you, that I have been changed.  I am changed.  What happened to me, was supernatural.  Was intensely beautiful, and like I said, life – CHANGING.

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And I will pray for the rest of my life this change will not only eventually save me, but will help me walk on a path to save and serve others.

I love you,

Bridget

The Bohemian Hobbit

 

 

The Ascension Series: Revisiting An Important Topic…

Several posts ago, I posted about a video that truly changed my life. Truth is, I still can’t stop talking about it. I want the whole world to know what I felt what I saw and heard through this video that was less than 30 minutes long. (If you want to see the video, please hover over my word “video” in the first sentence and click on it- that will take you to that video)

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Why is it, that things in our life go through such unbelievable change, yet we either shy away from it or worse, completely ignore the signs, and instead walk amongst the sheep who choose to live through life with their eyes closed?

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We were born into this world for reasons we have no idea why. Religions tell us because God created us to live a spiritual life in a physical world. Science tells us there is not spiritual world, and that we were made from star dust. And here we are, in 2016, we are STILL arguing how in the world we got here (no pun intended). I remember back in the 1980’s when Pope John Paul II caused an absolute ruckus within the Catholic Church when he offered the idea that maybe God created the Big Bang. Religious Conservatives and Scientific Scholars lost their proverbial minds over this because in their own minds, putting Science and Religion together is simply a no bueno.

Why do unknown things scare us so freaking much? I mean, take for instance something simple. Right now, as I sit typing this out, I am drinking on of my well-known Kratom teas. I came across this amazing Southeast Asian plant back in 2013 and although at first I was skeptical, I found that this plant has helped me come off so many dangerous drugs created by Big Pharma. And still, 3 years later, people around me are fearful that I am taking some “drug”. In the video that I suggested above, the narrator states that Light means “Information” and Darkness means “Lack of Information”. Which of course makes complete sense when you use the phrase of “Being in the dark” about things.   For example (and I apologize if I sound like I’m going off in another direction – I swear it will make sense in the end)…A common human trait when we become comfortable is stagnancy.  It’s why couples tend to gain weight together once they get out of the “honeymoon” phase. It’s why kids become addicted to video games because we as parents try to find some form of peace and quiet and we know that’s how we get it. Patterns become habits and sometimes those patterns are not necessarily good ones. Yet, changing ourselves can sometimes be a tedious and challenging task that can at times prove to be almost impossible. This is usually due to our environment, relationships, careers, health, and a multitude of other facets.  This, in a sense, is living in the dark.

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We can also be in the dark because we are forced to be. You don’t need to be a rocket scientist to believe the governments of the world keeps things hidden from the people of this planet. Now, before you get all crazy like by calling me a conspiracy theorist, do your research. You don’t need to follow politics to know we are not told everything. And yet, big corporations like Monsanto and big Banks and the politicians they pay for continue to grow stronger and richer, slowly closing the gap on what was once the Middle Class. Modern Day Physicists have already proved Molecular Time Travel, Dark Matter, Black Holes, as well as a feast of what you would think they would be from some Science Fiction story.

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Whether you care to believe it or not, WE are changing. We are evolving. We are no longer in a 4 Dimensional World. We are currently moving into the 5th Dimension. Many people, in fact, some I personally know, have already moved into this realm. The veil between the living world and the other world has been thinner than ever in our lives. Can’t you feel that energy? It is why more and more people are moving away from organized religion and finding solace in a personal relationship with our Creator without the dogmatic laws of control. It’s why the “new age” philosophies have boomed into our world creating its own market. Why? Because we are humans and we HAVE to evolve. We NEED to evolve. Does it matter how we got here? Does it matter what we did before? Not really. What matters is NOW. Echkert Tolle coined the phrase “Living in the Now” and has a best selling book on it. But truthfully, you don’t need to read a book about living in the now. It’s a very simple concept.

You cannot rewrite the past.

You cannot predict the future.

All you have is now.

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How do you feel about now? I know for a lot of people, you’re not feeling that great. Because the Earth Herself is evolving, we who live with her need to keep up or we’re going to be left behind. You need to remember this very important fact:

Mother Earth CAN and WILL live without us.

However, we CANNOT live without Her.

Get out of the darkness and move into the light.

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Yesterday marked the First Day of Spring. Now, although my belief system has me preparing for Spring as early as February 1st, most people in the Northern Hemisphere celebrate March 20th as the first day of Spring. It makes sense because this is around the time that the crocuses, daffodils and tulips are budding out of hibernation, ready to open up and declare life has come back to us! What a joyous occasion it is! It is the day of the Spring Equinox, the day when the daytime and nighttime are of equal length. People of Persian descent celebrate their New Year with the Feast of Nowruz, and for my astrological peeps, March 20th symbolizes the beginning of the Astrological New Year.

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So, all in all, it is a day of rebirth. And as I stated on a Facebook post on my personal page, it is the reason why Christianity celebrates the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ. Jesus was actually crucified in November of 33 AD based on historical research and fact (I don’t need anyone quoting scripture to me, the timing of his birth and death means nothing.  It’s the actual events in hand where the importance lies), but it is honored around the week of the Equinox since its original Pagan origins symbolized the rebirth of Springtime. For many that wonder where Eggs, Chickens, Lambs, and Bunny Rabbits seem to be the symbol of Easter? Well, that was because the original holiday, Ostara, was about rebirth, and all the baby animals, including eggs, were apart of this day. In Greek Mythology, Persephone came out of the Underworld back into her Mother Demeter’s arms on the Spring Equinox.  Persephone is the Goddess of Spring, of baby animals, and of rebirth itself.  When Christianity took over Rome, they kept some of the symbols, while burying the rest of the story.

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(Jesus loves ALL of us, don’t let anyone tell you different)

See? Now, does it matter? No. Of course not. Why? Because no matter how you slice it, we are ALL connected. Every. Single. One. Of. Us.

Okay, well, thanks for the history lesson, Bridget, but what does this have to do with Ascension, you ask?

Everything. Because in order for us to truly, TRULY understand how Mother Earth evolves, we too, must evolve. Ascend to new dimensions to further align our physical bodies with our spiritual ones.

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It is heartbreaking for me to see people so blinded by pride and ego. Anything that is said outside their own understanding is cause for worry, resentment, or downright anger for thinking outside the box. People are irritated because they are dealing with someone who “just can’t be normal like the rest of us”, or “why do you have to act like a hippy or gypsy or whatever you call it, why can’t you just act normal?”  This week I read an article where a Christian woman was fasting for 15 days for her love of Jesus.  On the 15th Day, she because delirious and was sent to the hospital, where her bloodwork came with all low amounts of everything.  She told the hospital she was fasting.  She took her bible out and prayed.  The doctor made the assumption she was unstable, and had her involuntarily committed for 5 days where she was forced Psychotropic medicines!!!  I mean, seriously!  How cruel is that???  She was of sound mind after she was given saline to hydrate her, and yet the hospital staff and doctor even went as far as to try to get the court to allow them to lock her up in a mental institution!  For praying!  (As of right now, this woman is currently suing the hospital, doctor and staff for unlawful imprisonment).  Link to the article is below:

http://www.naturalnews.com/044306_hospital_imprisonment_mental_illness_spiritual_author.html

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People judge you fas being abnormal, crazy and the like, just for being spiritual.  This is life right now for many people.  Sadly, this type of conversation is usually part of my life at least once a week. In the beginning, I would fight back, and put people in their place. It did nothing but put me right where they wanted. It was so difficult to pull away and turn the other cheek, breathe out the bad moments and pray they lessen as the days pass. Because one of two things are going to happen: The person(s) will simply walk away from you never to speak to you again, or they will simply accept you. Don’t ever expect the nagging to go away. It won’t. People with bruised egos will do anything to make their point. And that’s okay for you, remember that.  Allow them to do what they have to do. That does not mean you need to engage in the warfare, though. And that is simply what that is. You can choose to fight, or you can choose to love.

Always choose to love.

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And yes, this is a very reasonable thing to ask. Just because the thought of a Utopian Society is pretty much something that may never happen in our lifetime, doesn’t mean each person shouldn’t strive to make their life utopian. This is the one thing that drives me batty! Just because we live in a crappy world with lots of greedy, angry and hurtful souls who are just simply blinded by the truth, doesn’t mean those who can see should act blindly as well for the sake of feeling justified!

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Ascension is about moving up. Taking the high road. Seeing the big, overall picture. That’s all Ascension is.

And in that video, whether the beings are real or not, the message is abundantly clear: OPEN YOUR EYES. See the truth of the world but more importantly…LIVE YOUR TRUTH.

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Samhain and the Time of No Time…An Earth Spiritualist’s POV…

wheel_of_the_year    Today I was listening to the Starz’ Series Outlander Volume 1 and 2 Soundtrack on my computer and couldn’t help but feel a jolt of excitement.  Samhain is coming up next week, and if anyone has watched the Outlander Series, Claire’s journey begins on the feast of Samhain.  (Mind you, the book is different and shows that her journey begins on Beltane, but I kind of like this change, since Samhain is literally strewn in mystery, which is what time traveling is all about, right?)

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Samhain.  The end and yet the beginning of the Celtic New Year.  Halloween itself started about 1300 years ago in the Celtic Isles, however Samhain has been around much much longer than that.  This Holy Day, was the original holy day of obligation that many today know it as All Saints/All Souls Day.  The ORIGINAL holiday was called Samhain or Samhuinn (pronounced SAH-WHEN).

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(Samhain Ritual and Celebration at Columcille Megalith Park in Bangor, PA 2013 – Photo taken by Sean DeStephano)

So, how can I go from understanding myself as a Galactic Starseed during this Ascension process yet still can resonate with my Earthly bound needs?  Well, for me it’s quite simple.  Our souls are galactically bound to the Heavens, to our Creator.  It’s so vast and so strong and powerful, there is no denying where our souls come from. (at least in my opinion).  However, we are humans of the Earth right now, and we asked to be a part of this planet to learn the lessons our souls need right now.  And there is no doubt, no doubt, in my mind, how connected I am to Mother Earth.

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From gardening, to the Moon, to understanding my body’s wants and needs, and how this is all connected to the core of my humanness, my soul.  See, what many people don’t either understand or care to want to educate themselves on is that these Earth Spirituality faiths were the original religions.  Yes, I know it may come as a shock to many, but these “religions” came before Judiasm, before Islam, Christianity, Buddhism, and so on.  What has happened today is that Jesus’ legacy was severely altered by subjecting those followers to believe that honoring the planet we walk upon should be viewed as “evil”.  Men perversed the Earth religions because it overpowered their own beliefs.  How the written word has literally been changed time and time again over thousands of years.  How sad is that????  Think about it this way:  You decide to start a company.  You begin in the trenches and work your way from the bottom.  Then, something happens…people start buying into your business.  You make enough money and some big investment firm offers you a proposition that you simply could NOT turn way.  You leave your company in the hands of those who never knew what you had to do to get where you are today.  Fast forward 5 years, and everything you originally started the company was no longer there.  The product changed.  The logo changed.  The mission statement changed.  Everything you thought of, dreamed of, was gone.  Why?  Because someone else decided they wanted to make it different.  And all it takes is a little marketing and boom….it’s a new brand.

This is precisely what happened here.  The old religions were shunned aside, making way for something different.  And I mean, come on, let’s look at Christianity.  The teachings Jesus taught.  Do you REALLY think that’s what the church stands for today?  I’m not looking for debate here, I’m not looking to insult anyone’s faith.  In fact, I love Christianity.  Well, the way it WAS, at least.  I live in a way, a Christian life.  I am kind to EVERYONE, even those who have hurt me.  I forgive.  I work hard and am humble. (at least I try to be).  I try to set a good example for my children.  I am loyal.  And I believe EVERYONE is welcome to enjoy the glories of eternal life, no matter WHAT faith you walk by.

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But see, I’m more than that.  I wish you could feel what I feel when I go outside at night and look up at the Moon.  Or when I light some incense and close my eyes and think about how I can be a better person in life.  Or a take a set of cards and lay them out, trying to find out what I need to do to work on myself.  Or when I stand in front of a table, with statues or pictures of people I love and honor, and pray to help me here in life.  Now, let me ask you:  Do I sound like a person who is evil?  Do you think I am playing with fire?  Because that’s truly what people think.    I’ve learned to let it go, no matter how much it breaks my heart.  But my love of this planet, my creator, and everyone around it is MORE important than a few people who think I am damned to eternal fires.  It just has to be this way.

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(The Moon from our deck just now)

This coming weekend I will be spending a quiet evening with a couple of people I am incredibly close to.  My next of kin outside my own blood family.  And we will be honoring those who have passed on, especially those in the last year.  I have a list of friend’s relatives, family and friends who have been asked to be put on my special intentions list, and we will be remembering them that evening.  I will call them to join us for dinner, and to stay with us in deep and spiritual meditation, reminding them how much they were loved here, and how they will never be forgotten.  In Latin communities, they call it Dia De Los Muertos.  In Christian communities, they call it All Saints/All Souls Day.  Again, let me ask you, why is it okay for those in those communities to do what I do, yet what I do is evil?  Asking people to let down their guard, as well as their egos, can be quite a challenge.  But I always welcome this conversation, because I believe everyone has a right to believe in what they believe in.  And as long as they respect me the way I respect them, we will live in more harmony.

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(Ritual of Dia De Los Muertos in Mexico)

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(Catholic Cemetery honoring All Souls Day in Bangladesh)

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(Traditional Altar honoring the ancestors at Samhain)

Samhain is a time of reflection, a time where we go into a void until the Winter Solstice, which is the beginning of Yule, the welcoming back of the sun, or in Christian communities, the Son.  I love this time of year, because it is an amazing experience to really go inward, and let go of your ego, and you realize what true humility is like.  It’s precious, and I take advantage of every moment I have in reflective solitude.

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I am going to begin doing classes for those who are interested in my path.  I look forward to helping people on their path, whether it is along my side, or on a different road.  Either way, I will always be there for those who need me.

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Another great thing about the next several weeks of being in “no time”, is in that reflection, I will find more time for my art.  My art in writing, painting, drawing, and other crafts.  If you are interested in a painting or drawing or anything of that matter, please let me know.  I have found my best work, albeit in my poetry and artwork, always comes between November and the first 3 weeks of December.  My inspiration?  The skies at Sunset.  Trust me when I say they are extraordinary.

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(December 2013 Sunset near Appalachian Mountains)

Will you be participating in anything honoring your ancestors this week?  If so, how?  I love to hear about what everyone is going to be doing.

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(Photo:  Joe Conlon)

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Creating a Sacred Space…

 So, although this could be part of the Ascension Series, I’m going to make this a more universal post about this particular subject.

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What is a Sacred Space? Well, a sacred space is a place where you can go and get away from the world you live in, and quiet your mind, body and soul. This could be anywhere in or around your house, at your office, in your car, anywhere you can be where you can just be you and no one can bother you. Now, I would not suggest your car or office, as you want to be in a place of absolute peace, and I think many of us can agree the office or a car isn’t always very peaceful!

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(Photo Credit to Rabbit Moon Tarot )

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Some religious folk get nervous when you speak of sacred spaces because it possibly gives way to the possibility of idolatry outside of the worship of a person’s one true God. Well, the truth is, they are correct when it stands in their own personal belief. But, in the end, it is not for me to judge you or anyone else in this world as to what you should put in your sacred space. I know many Pagans, Witches, Wiccans, Buddhists, Hindus, and even Christians that have these special places they can go to quiet themselves down. Stop worrying about what society expects from you and focus on what makes you closer to your spirituality. You are doing this to honor YOU as being part of the vast Creation that is one with our Creator.  How you view that is your own personal opinion and NO ONE has a right to tell you if you are right or wrong!  As I have stated many times before, your relationship with God, however you view God (1 person, 3 person, several Dieties, a figmant of Light, the Christ Consciousness), is between YOU and GOD.

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There is nothing scary or freaky to have an altar in your home. Altar’s are not saved for Christianity alone; Hindu’s, Buddhist’s and Pagan individuals out there and the like also utilize altars and sacred spaces in their home.

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So, what makes up a Sacred Space? Below are some great ideas you can use to create one especially designed for you:

1. Special table or shelf that will be used as your sacred space ONLY

2. A nice tablecloth or runner

3. Statues, Crosses, symbols of your guides

4. Candles

5. Crystals

6. Incense

7. Holy Water

8. Chalices

9. Foods like berries and nuts

10. Outside nature elements (twigs, leaves, stones, flowers)

11. Pictures of the spiritual beings you connect to (iconography)

12. Prayer beads (rosaries, malas, etc)

13. Ritual tools (Athame, Healing wands, Prayer Feathers, Tarot or Oracle Decks, Tibetan Singing Bowls, Bells, Chimes, etc…)

14. Dream catchers

15. Specific items related to the guide you are connected to

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Now, these are but a few of the things I know people have used for their sacred spaces. If you decide you want to make an entire room a sacred space, then you have more luxuries in what you can put in there (furniture, pillows, tapestries, etc)…

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(My Personal Sacred Space in our Bedroom)

The best part about this is that there are NO rules when setting up your sacred space. Why? Because it is YOURS and yours alone! No one has a right to tell you how to decorate your home, or tell you how to dress, so why would you allow someone the right to tell you how to commune with your God? Below are a few of the Sacred Spaces I have in my home….(I am looking forward to finding my new Sacred Spaces next month when we are in our new place)…

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(Our family’s Sacred Space)

So, in all, creating a place in your home or outside or wherever you can go to communicate with your Creator, is a great tool in bringing yourself back to Spirit, and aligning yourself with your soul, giving you a much needed rest and respite from the days of being, well, human. Because being a human is NOT easy. And especially with everything going on right now, anything that will put my body, mind and spirit at peace is the way to go!

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(More of my personal indoor/outdoor Sacred Spaces)

The Ascension Series: My Thoughts on Heaven…

JOYWhat I’m about to speak of is a very delicate subject for many people.  In fact, on my personal Facebook page this morning I posted a video narrated by the great Alan Watts who gives a great explanation on the subject.  I can only hope that after I’m through, some of you will feel better and more at ease about something we all have to experience one day.

Death.

Someone last week asked me a very cool question. “What do you think Heaven is like?”

Now, this may come as a shock to my readers, as most of my posts on Facebook are beautiful inspirational memes and such, as I love to look at the positive side of things. And trust me, I do. But when it comes to Heaven, it is a never ending subject on my mind. I think about death ALL. THE. TIME. Not because I’m scared of it. I learned long ago not to be scared of death. I think if I have the fear of anything, it’s the “transition” from this life into the next.   I’ve been in the presence of people who have passed on, and believe me, it is a beautiful moment. To go from living in a life of pain, worry, fear and such, to moving into a state of relentless bliss, love, and contentment, is something I crave to know on a daily basis, and yet I am somewhat scared but excited at the same time when that time comes.

So, this blog today is going to be what I think Heaven is like. I hope you are able to picture what I picture in my dreams every night. So let’s start from the transition:

Most people who experience NDR (Near Death Experiences) have the same thing happen, so for the sake of argument we’re going to use this as a beginning stage: They are floating over their body, feeling a magnetic pull of some sort to go up. When you feel that magnetic pull, you know it’s time to move. Allow your spirit to be taken on up on its own. Feel the pull and allow yourself to move with it. I believe that going towards that “light” that most people see is the tunneling effect. You are riding on waves of pure love energy, if you could physically see it, waves of beautiful rainbow-like waves in the ocean.

When I was 1 year old, I was very ill.  In fact, I’m going to be pretty straightforward when I tell you I almost died.  Do I remember being sick?  Nope.  But I do remember things many other people might not be able to justify.  Warmth, light, unicorns, angels, and a great meadow where I remember laying in the grass.  Could this been a NDR?  Possibly.  In fact, I truly believe each and every one of us has been there in one way or another.  Now as a grown adult woman, I have learned the art of Astral traveling, which is a form of the soul leaving the body , but still tethered to the physical body so I don’t pass on.  It is an amazing tool to understand how amazing human beings are, and how we are gifted with SO many things, yet most of us only tap into 1% of these gifts.

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Anyway, back to the tunnel.  I then find myself in a room of all white, far as my old human eyes can see (mind you, I am no longer a body, but pure light, however my old consciousness still depicts me as having a body). In this room is where I meet my guardian angels and guides, who greet me with enthusiastic abundance. Some of these guides are going to be people I know. I know if I were to die right now, two people would come to greet me immediately: My first boyfriend, Tracy, and my Mom-Mom. I am hoping that number will increase as I get older. Jesus and Mary will be there, and as a sister and daughter, I will run into their arms in pure joy.

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While I am talking with everyone and getting reacquainted with spirit life again, I see the room as turned into a grand meadow, surrounded by lush grass, trees and flowers of all sorts. The weather is bright, mild, with a beautiful breeze that allows the fragrances of the flowers to whirl throughout the air. This is where I am going to see all my old family and friends who have passed on before me. I can only imagine the type of reunion that is going to be. I am going to meet my child who died inside of me 9 weeks into my second pregnancy. Life, as I know it, is in a perfect state of bliss. There is a light that surrounds all of us and the area around, but I cannot find the sun. It is because Heaven is nothing but pure light.

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Before long, my guides tell me I need to go do my Life Review. For many people, this is usually suggested as being judged at the Pearly Gates. I no longer believe in that. I do know we have to do our Life review, and understand and come to terms with all the good AND bad things we did in our last life. This is where I am taken to my Akashic Records Room. Each one of us has our own place where our Akashic Records (a collection of every life we’ve ever lived, otherwise known as the Big Book of Life). Many years ago I did a meditation where I visited my Akashic Records, and it was amazing where I was taken to. Come walk with me into my Akashic Records….

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My guides and I are standing on a beach on the coast of where that meadow that we’ve been standing on has been. It is beginning to fall into nighttime, but the night sky is still very bright, almost purplish pink, with millions of stars. On either side my guides help me rise up into the air, where we begin to glid through the air and over the vast ocean of knowledge. We are traveling to my personal Akashic Records. Before long I can see the coast, and it is a lush and vibrant green, unlike any green we has seen on earth. Fields of magnificent willow trees and flowers adorn the countryside. In the center of this area lies a gigantic castle-like building, and all of a sudden I begin to remember that this is where my Book of Life resides. This is where I go when I leave for a new life, and this is where I come back to review it. Home base. My soul’s place of establishment. We come to the ground, and I begin to walk up the stone stairs. I still can’t believe there are just so many flowers! We come to the door, two gigantic purple wooden doors with a great lock that only I can unlock. My energy touches the door, and it unlocks and opens up. We all begin to walk inside the building when we see everything in there begin to lighten up as our spirits enter. I look up and see beautiful paintings of all my previous lives I’ve lives, going back thousands and thousands of years. Helping me understand why I had so many deja vou occurances during this last life. We forget that many of us have souls that have been here for eons. I know I am no exception. Although not as old as others (like my son, Timmy or godson, Brandon), I am still and old soul.


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In the center of the floor lies a spiral stone staircase that spirals down to a lower level, and I begin my descent. I come to another door, and again I use my soul’s energy to allow entrance into it. As I walk inside, I can smell the wood and paper from all the shelves and books that line what looks to be a grand library. Looking around on the shelves I see ornaments and souveniers that my memories brought with me after death, to transform into matter here. To help me remember what I loved most. Pictures, toys, books, jewelry, music, so much all over the shelves and walls, it brings a smile to my face how many lives I’ve lived. But my focus is cut short when I feel the energy of God coming through. I turn to the door and my guides split like the Red Sea, allow a massive violet-like energy to enter. I know it is the essence of God in it’s beautiful form coming to me to do my Life Review. I take my seat in front of a desk, that even though this was my own, I was not in charge of this moment. Within moments, a gigantic book appears on the desk, almost metallic in its finishing. It sparkles like diamonds in the sunlight. God opens this book and there it is. The life of Bridget Ann Mulhall. I all of a sudden am given memories of every lie I told, everything I ever stole, cheated on, berated, judged, hurt. This is such an important step in the Life Review, because you need to know if you have done enough good Karma that would outweigh the bad. We look at the original contract of my life, and talk about any amendments that happen within it afterwards. We look upon then all the good I’ve done. The people I’ve helped, the sacrifices I made. And like the scales of justice, we weigh in what my life really was about.

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At this point, I would say I’ve paid off most of my Karma in this life. But definitely not all of it. God looks at me and (hopefully) says, “Bridget, you led a decent life, despite your setbacks. You must cleanse yourself of the rest of the Karma you have, then feel free to go on as you wish.” This would give me the opportunity to start a new life, and stay in the Heavens. I do believe I am close to finishing my Earth contract, so I am thinking I would not be reborn again. Or if I would, I will have very few lives left. Knowing that God knows I am truly sorry for all the wrong I’ve ever caused, directly or indirectly, God sends me to a place to cleanse my soul. To me, some people go immediately there after dying, because there might be just too much darkness covering their soul, and need to get it cleansed before even getting to their Life Review. But, for me, I can only HOPE I’ve done enough good in this life to warrant a gentle cleanse! (don’t we all). I honestly do not know the amount of work needed to cleanse the rest of your soul, but I would like to think we would have to work, and work hard, to realign our soul back to its original brightness.

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Once that is completed, I am able to walk into the gates of the great city. Newly covered in a beautiful white robe/tunic, I begin my journey into a great gate that is enclosed with a massive white wall engulfing the city itself. But the doors open, and I can smell the citrus in the air, and the scent of flowers that tingle my toes. And it is a great city. Beautiful architecture that our Earth cannot comprehend, waters iridescent and glowing, colors no human can truly understand. Everything is just so bright and happy. People are reuniting. Families are together again. I find my family. My SOUL family. They are waiting for me and I run to them, as I can recognize them from afar. I feel them all sweep me up in a sense of such love no human could consume it without imploding. Feeling home again, I reacquaint myself with my surroundings again, as they take me back to my home. Yes, I have a home in the city. To me, the great city is a cross between Rivendell, Lothlorien and The Shire. Everything is in its natural state, and positively perfect.   I can hear music but I don’t know where it’s coming from. It is as if the air itself has its own melody. And just like every city there are restaurants, stores, and other places of trade. Yet there is no monetary commerce. Everything is on a volunteer/helping/trade basis. And it works perfectly. Some people call this great city the astral city, or one of the first of the many heavens. It’s where most people go after they die. And right now, it’s where I want to be, before I decide on my next journey.

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What do I see my soul doing now that it is no longer a physical being living on Earth? I’d like to think I would go back to school and understand where I screwed up and how I can better myself in the next life, should I choose to go back. I’d like to visit other Heavenly Realms and seek the wisdom and guidance of the Ascended Masters, like St. Germain. I’d like to have the opportunity to fly down at night to Earth and quickly visit my loved ones I have left, and let them know I’m still there and still loving them. Speaking of flying, that’s what I cannot WAIT to do. To fly again. I have many dreams that involve water and flying. It’s incredible, really. I’ve always dreamt of flying high in the skies from sunset to sunrise. If I ever had a soundtrack or theme song for that outing it would be “Walking In The Air” by Chloe Agnew from Celtic Woman. But something about having the freedom a bird has and flying around, feeling the breeze hit you, knowing you are fully safe, is something I long for.

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I’d like to think right now I am somewhere in the midst of my ascension process, and that when my life is over here on Earth I would be able to ascend to a new dimension and help those who need it. Walking away from “religion” and instead finding that Oneness with God on my terms has been without a doubt, blissful. To be in Communion with God on a daily basis instead of feeling I have to perform a weekend obligatory ritual with Mass, is more peaceful. But don’t get me wrong: I would never mock someone who has found their life and relationship with God in the Church. Never take advantage of when you find your caller to our Creator. This is my calling. So, I no longer fear death. I no longer fear the unknown, because the Creator is in my life at all times, and that’s all I need. It’s why I dream so vividly about Heaven! The Summerlands, the Undying Lands, whatever you want to call Heaven, is majestic in just a thought…can you only imagine actually BEING there? And we were! At one point, we were there. And sooner or later, we will be going back home again.

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What does YOUR Heaven look like?

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And the Drama Continues…

Earlier today I got some disturbing news that was so insulting I ended up spewing it over to Facebook. I usually don’t like doing that, but I had to, because it is where the majority of my followers are, and there is a great possibility that the person creating the drama is on there.

Let me be clear, because this is going to be a short post: We are not the same people we were ten years ago, twenty years ago, and thirty years ago. I am NOT the same person I was when I was little. I am NOT the same person I was five years ago.

But there is one thing that has NEVER changed: My love for God. Don’t involve my family who have tried in such earnest to accept my beliefs and understand and respect me. Don’t change my family’s dynamic because you have a problem with me. It’s unnecessary. And it’s hurtful.

And sorry to say it, but Jesus is very disappointed right now in the hate in this world. I, for one, am not going to take part in that hate, and follow the very teachings Jesus taught me as a child. I believe in the magic of life – and that DOES include Jesus.  One doesn’t have to be a rocket scientist to understand that. It’s called having a conscience. And the person who decided to use my blog as a means to promote this falsehood is going to be in for a serious wake-up call.

I honestly don’t know where you are trying to prove that I don’t believe in Jesus.  Please, peruse my blog.  I can assure you, nothing says that I don’t believe in Him.

It’s times like this I wish I wasn’t so sensitive and could block this out.  But then again, I was made like this, and I am proud of how God created me.

Continuing to pray for the absent-minded.  Be blessed and Be well. ❤

Day 1 of Spirit – What Is My Spiritual Background??

first-communion-brian-lumleyWell, nothing like getting into the nitty-gritty.  On Sunday afternoon at 1:52 pm December 23rd, 1973, right smack in the middle of a new moon, this gal was born to Eileen and Tom, a newly married couple into their first year of marriage at Sacred Heart Hospital in Norristown, Pennsylvania.  With Immaculate Heart of Mary Nuns about to take care of my mom, I was brought to her donning a halo and angel wings, due to my birth being so close to Christmas.  I was supposed to be named one of three names:  Holly, Noel, or Janelle.  But for some reason, at the last minute, my Mom decided Brigid Ann was the way to go.  Brigid, the patroness Saint of Irelend, as well as a Triple Goddess in Pagan cultures, was the final result.  However, and you gotta hand it to the Nuns, God bless them, entered my name on the birth certificate as Bridget Ann, the Christian version of the name.  I think about that now, and it probably was a symbol of my life to come.  I was going to have roadblocks.  And roadblocks I had.  Most were of my own choosing; heck, I’m a Capricorn – not having things the way I want was sure going to irritate me!  But, like my name, which mean, “Resolute and Strength”, I firmly made a pact with myself many years ago that those two characteristics were going to get me through some crappy times in my life.  But back to my background:

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I was raised Roman Catholic.  Church every Sunday, Holy Days of Obligation, Catholic School.  I had it all.  Jesus was around me 24/7.  Prayers in the morning, prayers at dinner, prayers at bedtime.  I was brought up in the middle of the cusp of old school learning and the new ways of teaching.  With Pope John Paul II sitting at the head of our Church, he was more progressive than some of the leaders before.  Also, growing up in the 70’s and 80’s also had a more innocent quality to life.  I was free to love Jesus and Mary, the Angels and Saints, and I was brought up in a neighborhood that allowed me not only the freedom, but the enjoyment to be a Catholic.  And I loved being a Catholic.

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Easter was and always has been my favorite holiday, next to the May Processions in my school.  My relationship with Jesus and Mary up to present day is a strong and forever binding one.  So, going into Lent through Easter was an important journey for me.  Even today, no longer being a member of the Catholic Church, Eastertime is a very special time for me, because although Jesus was crucified in the Autumn; Springtime is when I think of his sacrifice.  Even during Holy Week in the Church, I quietly reflect on that sacrifice, and that if it wasn’t for Jesus, would I be allowed the freedom to be who I am today?  I still find myself on Holy Thursday and Good Friday to be very solemn days.  See, just because I no longer follow the church doesn’t mean I still don’t love and keep the traditions close to me. 

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However, in my late teens, early 20’s, my journey started shifting.  I was learning more about life and about the laws of the Church.  I found the laws were no longer coinciding with my beliefs.  And it scared me so much.  I still went to Church, I still practiced being a Catholic, even though I wasn’t agreeing with things.  I lived with this fear for 15-20 years.  And I truly believe my biggest struggles came within that time.  Money problems, relationships, both romantic and friends, went sour, weight gaining, you name it, I was having a problem with it.  I quietly kept studying about life itself, educating myself on other cultures, other religions, and realized I could do something with myself.  But how?  I never made a move because my fear of being neglected by those I loved was more important than my own happiness.  But when I realized I was no longer happy, that the majority of the life force within me was practically gone, I went on a year-long soul-searching journey that resulted in me coming to my family a week before Christmas and telling them my truths and that I was living a more spiritual life, someone devoted to more of an Earth Spirituality than organized religion.  It was the hardest thing I EVER had to do.  That was 5 years ago.  Yes, only 5 years ago.  I lived like that for so long, being someone I wasn’t to every person I loved.  Looking back, I see that living a lie for almost 20 years caused so much damage to me physically, emotionally and psychologically which only caused repercussions in my own inner circle. But, I HAD to do it.  And although my honesty resulted in a break in my family’s dynamic, I realized being truthful on everything in life was the only way to go, no matter how much it hurt them.  But something changed:  Since this happened, the most incredible events transpired in my own life.  So many wonderful things have happened and are continuing to happen.  From losing 143 pounds, getting a promotion at my job, getting married in a few weeks, becoming a leader in the community, to name a few.  And that the only things that happen in my life that are negative are of my OWN doing, and nothing else.  Walking this path out in the open now, after all the years that I had kept in the shadows, is a joy I will never be able to describe.  And it is so sad that even certain peopel in my life and their friends continue to gossip monger about my life, is heartbreaking and tiresome to say the least.  So many people in our world have no liberties.  And I have so many, but I CHOSE to not be afraid of these liberties anymore. That’s it.  Fear.  Amazing how that little four letter word can muck up a life.  I no longer live in fear.  I no longer fear my path.  I know Jesus is behind me every step of the way.  I don’t need to be part of a religion to understand God’s love.  I love God, I love Jesus, I love the Saints, I love the Angels, and I look to nature to be one with them.  It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever done for my soul. 

People can call me many things: you want to call me a Pagan? Gypsy? Whatever, the truth is, my Spiritulism is not like other people and I’m damn fine with that. I’m not some devil-worshiping, sacrifice burning, media-crazed idealist. I’m Bridget. And I love my relationship with God. WHY can’t it be that simple? Well, it is to me, and I’m sad for anyone who feels otherwise.

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