A New Spirituality or the Worlds Oldest Lie Part 2

New Age spirituality is a melting pot of many different eastern and western religions, paganism, Native American traditions, Ayurvedic  and Indian medicine, reiki, and yoga.
It encompasses many different world views, psychologies and many alternative therapies.
You can literally create your own religion, choosing any of these life paths, with you as your very own god or goddess!

I myself flirted with many new age concepts, such as:

Past life regression

Reiki

Angelic healing

Flower essences

Flower Psychometry

Angel card/ Oracle card readings

Pendulum dowsing

Craniosacral therapy

Cosmic ordering

Meta physics

Guided meditations

Chanting and Buddhism

Crystals and Crystal Healing

Reading books by channelled spirit world authors.

Flirting, invariably led to getting sucked in deeper.

 It is literally like going down a rabbit hole! 

There are so many tunnels and avenues, you may never find your way out again!

Not to mention, that this is a multi million pound industry! It is designed that way!

Every new age practice leads seamlessly to the next, as you evolve and embrace new practices.

It all interconnects like a labyrinth!

Therapists and practitioners need to upgrade, improve and expand on the services they offer to keep pace with the growing market for the weird and wonderful!

Imaginative treatments emerge, all of which cost a pretty packet!

In my experience, the most lucrative and popular therapy is reiki. 

Anyone can become a reiki healer! 

Reiki healing uses secret signals, which open up gateways to universal healing energy. 

The reiki healer by laying hands on a client, is the conduit for this universal healing energy.

So after a few weekend courses, and armed with secret symbols the therapist can begin practicing.

In my experience they can charge at least £40 an hour to lay their hands, or swing a pendulum over the seven chakra points of the body.

A particular aim is to open the third eye chakra which is located in the middle of the forhead. This can become blocked, but opening it can facilitate your connection with your Higher self, the universe and the all that is. 

It is like a portal, which when it opens gives you universal access to anything and everything.

Of course follow ups are usually necessary and you need repetitive sessions to truly heal and connect with the " All that is! "

As co creators with the divine, universal healing energy is at our disposal, so are angels and spirit guides. 

It is common to have at least one spirit guide and/or a spirit animal.

I had one spirit guide experience, but I preferred the idea of communicating with angels. I experimented with Angel cards and attempted to connect with my guardian angel. 

The important thing to remember is that Angels and spirit guides need to be invited in to your life! 

By speaking to them, you give them permission to answer you and to guide you!

I met an Angelic Reiki  Healer which seemed to me just perfect.

This lady combined reiki and communicating with angels.

 She professed to work largely with Archangel Michael.

During a session, she would give you messages from the angels!

 It could be a deeply, emotional treatment, as the angels just seemed to know things!

For one hour you would feel completely known and completely loved and excepted as you lay in the couch.

Of course any advice or life direction you were given during the session would be for your higher good!

Twice over a period of around five years, I was told that my current partner was my " soul mate! "

So, even though every ounce of good judgement within me was screaming at me to run for the hills! 

I stayed in damaging, frustrating and soul destroying relationships!

I made every effort to keep these men, and did everything humanly possible to make them happy!

Both dumped me, in the most earth shattering cruel ways which completely knocked the stuffing out of me!

Nonetheless, I longed to be a lightworker. 

I wanted to be a therapist.

I wanted to do Angelic Aromatherapy combining work with my beloved essential oils and Angelic healing.

I was also interested in earth centred spirituality.

 Harnessing the power of mother nature or Gaia.

I wanted to include working with flower essences and herbs and create my own business, " Aromantica. " 

I signed up for many online courses, and began to study avidly, in order to realise my dream of becoming a therapist.

In the midst of this, my mother became sick, with lung cancer.

I was crushed at the news and I couldn't shake off an overwhelming feeling of regret.

Regret that I was not a Christian!

Regret that I wasn't following in her footsteps! 

This was accompanied by a intense conviction that Christianity, was, and should be her legacy! 

I should be a Christian!  

I should be honouring her legacy!

Somehow, for some reason, this was the most important thing!

With this heartfelt conviction, I began attending church. 

I was living in Seville at the time, training to be a Tefl teacher.

One day, whilst walking through the city, I heard worship songs being sung. 

I went over, got details of the church and began attending.

The Pentecostal church was quite a journey, involving two bus rides and quite a walk on foot, but I was seeking and I felt that it was worth the effort.

The first week I was received well,

 I wept as a repentant and returning prodigal, as two young girls hugged me attentively.

In the weeks that followed, no one really spoke to me, which hurt after the epic journey to get there. 

Week after week I waited for the Pastor and His wife to greet me but the greeting never came.

I couldn't account for this, and so I began to feel deeply rejected.

After the last service, I attended, a young woman came over to greet me.

 I was momentarily elated, thank goodness!

But then I noticed, that even as she said, hello, how are you? 

Her eyes were darting around, looking for the next person she needed to speak to.

It was the usual, catch people before they dash, after church routine.

The time, when I believe newcomers feel most alone!

After all no one is queuing up or dashing to speak to them. 

They are not involved in, or part of anything!

Those most desperately in need, those who already feel alone are so easily neglected.

 My mind numbed and heavy with the weight of loneliness, I silently crept out of the church and sat on a bench.

I wept bitterly as waves of wretchedness and dejection, hit me like a tsunami!

I felt like I was drowning in my anguish, as I cried there alone.

But somehow, somewhere, in a deep recess of my being,

I knew,

Someone saw those tears and cried too!