This is my Life Story...it may be boaring or to some a sort of mirror to there own life(in a broad sence) I have had so many people ask me about my life, my spiritual journey. How did I get to this point in my life. Well (ha ha ha) be careful what you ask, you may just get it. *wink* ((So Hear it is))
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So what brought me to my spiritual path, or journey? That’s a worthwhile question. Now all my life there have been things that have happened spiritualy but I guess my best recollection of truly exploring spirituality & its wonders was when I was 18 years old. I had just moved to another state of some 20 hours away from my family and everything and everyone I knew.
I moved from Austin, Texas to Colorado Springs, Colorado. I wanted the mountains in my backyard, and to see the snow! I did that too.
I lived at the base of Pike’s Peak and out of the backdoor at my townhouse apartment I looked directly at Pike’s Peak. Every morning was an awsome sunrise, and every sunset left me with that good old rocky mountain high. I found myself hiking, and driving to new wondrous countrysides.
Once with a friend I had gotten to know we traveled down a bumpy, dirt road in the middle of no-where. He turned at this little nook in the road surrounded by a shear wall of mountain. To the right of where we parked there was a large cave, and looking through it you could clearly see there was an opening on the other side. My friend explained to me that this used to be part of the old railways, to watch my step as many of the railroad ties still lay amongst the rabble of boulders.
We clumsily stumbled through the cave and ventured out to the other side. The ground was soft and sandy.
The sun was warm and the with every breeze the smell of pine trees filled my lungs. We walked for no more than 5 minutes when we to come to a large boulder and on the other side of it a shear drop off.
We climbed atop the boulder and sat overlooking the tiny town below for what seemed like hours in silence. I don’t think ever before in my life that had I felt so much peace, love or joy. A hawk flew overhead and broke the silence. I cried at the beauty of what God showed before me. The purity of the place filled me with a spring of emotions it's to this day hard to explaine. Our trip up the dirt road was full of conversation and lauhter, the trip down that same road found us both without words.
I kept thinking of all the glory that I had seen and asked myself, “How did this bring me closer to God?” You know at that age you often wonder what your purpose in life is, and even question if there is a God.
I found myself so homesick for my family. I found the courage to accept my longing for family & home and packed my belongings and started my drive home.
I didn’t know my next step on my path was waiting for me, some hours away at my Grandparents home.
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