Aside from getting some guidance from my spiritual mentor, the other reason for traveling out to Pittsburgh was to spend a week with a houseful of folks on the same spiritual path. This esoteric-woo woo-sand box is generally not one most people want to play in. Eyes glaze over when I mention the words consciousness or meditation. And if I dare venture into the realm of subtle energies or consensus reality, the same people start muttering, “Doesn’t she have a mental illness?”
I don’t have to mince words or be guarded with my tribe. They’re just as comfortable talking about the latest research on light and vibration unlocking junk genes as they are sharing a new Sanskrit chant or pondering the role of culture in spiritual pursuits. In one way or another, we’re all attempting to raise our consciousness, and when we come together we share our tools and practice together. They remind me that I’m not alone in my quest, and they understand the work I’ve been doing to manage my bipolar disorder.
Everyone needs at least one person who gets them. I’m so very grateful to have a whole community.
SandySue Altered
A Mind Divided 
Aug 04, 2011 @ 16:40:52
How wonderful to have a group who ‘gets’ you! I’m really enjoying your 30 days of gratitude and it reminds me of all the things, large or small, that I have to be grateful for. It’s so easy to forget there are things to be grateful for when the dark days are upon you!
Aug 04, 2011 @ 16:55:38
So true! Remembering those little things when we’re in the dark can really help bring us back. Thanks so much for visiting.
Aug 04, 2011 @ 22:04:55
I can understand loving people who care about these issues-sounds–those who want to really see and know and grow! Sounds fabulous to me!
Kathy
Aug 05, 2011 @ 07:36:23
And challenging. There’s no bullshitting and no retreat. Needless to say I slept for 2 days straight when I got home.