Lovely thread that touches my spiritual self deeply. Different circumstances, but similar experiences. I too developed a strong spiritual connection to nature and animals, but more toward my early teens. My spirituality deepened with the addition of religion a few years later, after losing my brother. This sustained me more than I ever realized and carried over into my adult life.
My spirituality has been my life's force for decades and has deepened over time. That is, up until everything fell apart a few years ago. Strangly I didn't even notice it was gone until recently. Probably because I was so overwhelmed with symptoms and just trying to make sense of what was happening in my body. Mostly just surviving, figuring out how to get through each day. Gradually, once I started having brief breaks of feeling more normal, I realized something was missing; I'd feel better emotionally and physically, but still wasn't myself.
I've always craved sunshine and the outdoors, but bizarrely have to push myself to just walk out the door. Once outside I feel disconnected from the beauty around me and long for the inner peace and tranquility I used to feel. Things that used to move me now feel flat and duller. There are fleeting moments when my surroundings feel vibrant and alive, but they pass all too quickly.
I've struggled to make sense of this all, so really have enjoyed hearing others perspectives. I'm of the belief that our true self and spiritual self are one in the same. We are spiritual beings on an earthly journey. Sadly, adulthood, along with the circumstances of this journey, interfere with our ability to connect with our home, our source, ourselves.
Trauma and PTSD complicate this even further. Somehow PTSD seems to cut our bodies off from our spirit, and the current medical treatment model adds to this divide. My faith though has shown me that I'm not truly cut off- it's more a delusion than reality. The analogy that's helped me grasp this is that the sun is always shining even when the clouds prevent us from seeing it. So, if I can't feel my spirit or connect with my true self I know it's still there, guiding and directing me along my path.
I think it's easier for those of us who have been traumatized, particularly at a young age, to connect with the out of body aspect of our spirituality. There's great appeal in leaving this world for one that is better, and it may have been a blessed escape in our youth, but alas it's not the path we're meant to travel. Ironically I've learned the spiritual path is actually through our bodies. Yes, the same body that causes such distress. I'm still struggling to absorb and figure this all out for myself. There are pieces to this crazy puzzle I'm certain of, but others I still need to find, so am grateful for this post and the insightful personal responses you have all shared.
My spirituality has been my life's force for decades and has deepened over time. That is, up until everything fell apart a few years ago. Strangly I didn't even notice it was gone until recently. Probably because I was so overwhelmed with symptoms and just trying to make sense of what was happening in my body. Mostly just surviving, figuring out how to get through each day. Gradually, once I started having brief breaks of feeling more normal, I realized something was missing; I'd feel better emotionally and physically, but still wasn't myself.
I've always craved sunshine and the outdoors, but bizarrely have to push myself to just walk out the door. Once outside I feel disconnected from the beauty around me and long for the inner peace and tranquility I used to feel. Things that used to move me now feel flat and duller. There are fleeting moments when my surroundings feel vibrant and alive, but they pass all too quickly.
I've struggled to make sense of this all, so really have enjoyed hearing others perspectives. I'm of the belief that our true self and spiritual self are one in the same. We are spiritual beings on an earthly journey. Sadly, adulthood, along with the circumstances of this journey, interfere with our ability to connect with our home, our source, ourselves.
Trauma and PTSD complicate this even further. Somehow PTSD seems to cut our bodies off from our spirit, and the current medical treatment model adds to this divide. My faith though has shown me that I'm not truly cut off- it's more a delusion than reality. The analogy that's helped me grasp this is that the sun is always shining even when the clouds prevent us from seeing it. So, if I can't feel my spirit or connect with my true self I know it's still there, guiding and directing me along my path.
I think it's easier for those of us who have been traumatized, particularly at a young age, to connect with the out of body aspect of our spirituality. There's great appeal in leaving this world for one that is better, and it may have been a blessed escape in our youth, but alas it's not the path we're meant to travel. Ironically I've learned the spiritual path is actually through our bodies. Yes, the same body that causes such distress. I'm still struggling to absorb and figure this all out for myself. There are pieces to this crazy puzzle I'm certain of, but others I still need to find, so am grateful for this post and the insightful personal responses you have all shared.