Private Spirituality
Sep. 3rd, 2021 10:38 amEven though i'm seemingly a very open person who is quite transparent, something that I keep very private is my spiritual life. I've always chalked it up to my belief that spirituality should be private and intimate and that the privacy of it is part of what made it sacred. I've never questioned why I don't like to share that part of my life with almost anyone. I share the most of it with my partner, J but even with him, I keep some of it to myself. It feels like it's mine and I don't want it tainted with anyone else's opinions about it.
Interestingly my analyst shared that he likes to have his spirituality be a part of his every day life. That he likes to wear it on the daily. That it is something that is interweaved in all that he does. And furthermore, its something that he wants for me. (this supports the idea of a more integrated self).
Most recently in an analysis session I had, some of my spiritual belief started to be discussed and analyzed and without even realizing it, I was in full tears. It was as if the discussion about my beliefs was so tender and so sensitive that I had those tears and that grief on reserve. it was like... TEARS doing their thing. I was so overwhelmed by it, that I sat up and kind of ended the session, in a way, which I've never really done before. I didn't even fully grasp what I was crying about and now this is all kind of open and raw. it's why I come here to try to make some sense of it. So even though this post is not conclusive of anything...it helps me witness where it is that I am in those whole process.
Interestingly my analyst shared that he likes to have his spirituality be a part of his every day life. That he likes to wear it on the daily. That it is something that is interweaved in all that he does. And furthermore, its something that he wants for me. (this supports the idea of a more integrated self).
Most recently in an analysis session I had, some of my spiritual belief started to be discussed and analyzed and without even realizing it, I was in full tears. It was as if the discussion about my beliefs was so tender and so sensitive that I had those tears and that grief on reserve. it was like... TEARS doing their thing. I was so overwhelmed by it, that I sat up and kind of ended the session, in a way, which I've never really done before. I didn't even fully grasp what I was crying about and now this is all kind of open and raw. it's why I come here to try to make some sense of it. So even though this post is not conclusive of anything...it helps me witness where it is that I am in those whole process.
