holding on is spiritual, too

There’s a misconception that spiritual means ethereal: soft, white, light, other worldly.

But I like to believe there’s such a thing as “boots-on-the-ground-spirituality” - devotion to oneness in the physical form. The kind that’s both dark and light, messy and pure, full-of-effort and in-flow.

This, however, is an unpopular opinion… collectively, we’ve lost our grit.

We are met with obstacles and call it “letting go,” when it’s actually giving up.
Our egos get bruised and we justify avoidance as having “boundaries.”
It feels more-honorable to accept complacency as “destiny.”
And low self-worth hides behind statements of “I am what I am.”

Somewhere along the way, we’ve become a society of “it is what it is.”
And we’re confused when we feel unfulfilled, abandoned, and lonely.

So we remind ourselves:

• Sometimes, love happens instead of “letting go.” Love also holds on tight, waiting for the storm to pass.

• Softening our boundaries is what makes us feel alive. Vulnerability is both the risk and reward.

• Destiny is revealed through karma. Obstacles are here to serve us. Bigger challenges offer bigger opportunity.

• Self-confidence comes from defying the odds and moving beyond discomfort.

We remind ourselves that the Warrior spirit is sacred, too. And Mother Earth is our greatest teacher of this:

The volcano that erupts when pressure builds.
The clouds that torment when weighed down.
The trees that shed to prepare for rebirth.
The tides that rage with the pull of the moon.

Like nature, spirituality is the act of harmonizing. And sometimes… harmony requires an explosion.

XOXO,
Jax