Day 29 of my Month of Groovy Geekery: Spirituality

This past month of Facebook, I've been making daily posts about the things that I geek out over (here's a link to my initial post on the subject: http://mid-centurymystic.blogspot.com/2015/01/my-month-of-groovy-geekery-what-does.html ).  It's been a lot of fun, challenging at times (like when we were away on a FREE trip to New Mexico and I didn't have the best Internet connection.  Maybe it was the extraterrestrials near Taos??), but I did it and am now embarking on my next-to-last day of the thirty.  These are the things I wish to bring along into my NEXT 52 years on this lovely blue marble.

My Geekery spans many worlds and disciplines - that's what makes me (and YOU) a unique individual.  I've posted missives and video links and photos about a wide range of topics, from Monty Python to Barbies, Mid-Century Modernism to Beagles - and the Beatles.  And let us not forget Disneyland and vintage clothing and Pee Wee Herman.  But now as I begin to wind down the list, I'm coming upon that which really matters.  Really, REALLY matters.

Day 29 of my Month of Groovy Geekery is spirituality.  My own particular brand of spirituality.  I call it Christlakotapaganamasteism.

You got that?

I've been a spiritual seeker all my life (and am working on a book about my experiences), but in the last few years, certain belief systems have decided to stick onto my soul  and find a restful place. Pay close attention to the following:

I am a Christian.  I follow Jesus's teachings about love and compassion.
I subscribe to many of the philosophies of the Lakota Sioux, who believe we are All One, and that all living things on Mother Earth matter.
I practice Neo-Pagan principles of positive magic, gratitude, giving, and loving esoteric ways.
I meditate using a Primordial Sound mantra which I've received by studying with Deepak Chopra and the Chopra Center (where I will receive my certification in meditation instruction later this year).

Seems like quite a soup, huh?  Might look like it, but when I re-read my declaration, what came up for me was that it can be crystallized into one word: LOVE.  My spiritual practice is about love.  Under that umbrella are all positive, life-affirming things, like gratitude and gentleness and acceptance and giving.  All else is fear-based and have no place in my philosophy.

Serena agrees with belief system.  And says, "Namaste, baby!"

Clearing, cleaning, enlightening: all hail the Mighty Closet Purge of 2015!

If the other mystics are right and clearing things out allows for wonderful things to flow in, I'll be winning the Powerball jackpot of at least 2 Million Dollars tonight ...

For approximately 2 full hours today, I plowed through my closet and parted with three boxes of clothes plus one huge plastic tub of shoes.

This has been a long time coming, folks.  I've had a pile of sweaters on a top shelf of my closet that were so ponderously unwieldy, they kept falling on my head every time I went to get a big sweater.  I had so many sweaters piled upon sweaters, that I forgot I had about 30% of them.  Long neglected sweaters saw the light of day today, some for the first time in years.

And clothes got thrown in the boxes.  Worn-out clothes, some clothes that are rather new but not very well made.  They did not fair so well with simple washing - they are now a mere memory.

Some poignant moments were had.  I realized that a good chunk of beautiful vintage short cardigans had been neglected by me fora long while because of my weight gain.  Now that I'm well on my way to my perfect weight again, I'm unearthing these beauties.  I'm also having "come to Jesus" moments about certain sweaters that were always too small, but were bought on Ebay from sellers with "no return" policies.  These lovelies are now in my office, waiting to have their very own Ebay sale ... this time from THIS Ebay seller who DOES allow returns.

I feel lighter, happier, cleaner.  I welcome all the good energy to come streaming in.  I acknowledge the fact that, by turning 52, I' am pressing a reset button by Maya standards, and I gratefully allow myself to cast off that which no longer serves me or makes me shine.