Half Handburger

Photo by Rochelle Lee

“Don’t act like you’re holier than though, you don’t know everything.” That’s what my twin would tell me when I would endow her with the sacred knowledge of common sense. The thing is, I don’t think I’m built for full fledged holiness. Intuitive, I am. Spiritually devoted, yes. But I am also half hamburger and love a nice purse. Turns out, accepting my humanity was the key to infinity. When I was left with no other option but to embrace the spiritual path after loosing my job in 2023, there was a thick, conditioned layer of my immediate circumstance that needed to melt just so I could become pliable again.

We will always be addressing our karma, our tikkun- our demons. The process is continual and adapts to our spiritual skill level. But from my experience, the goal on the spiritual path isn’t to become a levitating monk. It’s to recognize that we have had it backwards the whole time. We aren’t humans having spiritual experiences, we are spirit within the humanity experiment. It only took a hunger for truth turned spiritual over-achievement to learn that the more I embrace my hamburger loving, ass-shaking, blog-writing self, the closer I actually am to my divinity. And ain’t that a beautiful thing.