What is an interior life? Our interior life revolves around our spiritual core, what we believe, how we connect to the divine and how we manifest that in our lives. I have possessed a vivid, active interior life my entire life. It has helped me experience things I can’t explain as well as cultivate my instincts, intuition and empathic ability among other things. More than anything else it has been instrumental in developing and sustaining my relationship with the one who created me. The one who created all. Some might call this “one” Divine Intelligence, God, Creator or the Universe. Whatever name we use, it is the Beginning of which we are all a part.
I’ve studied different facets of the metaphysical and spiritual world for decades and never have I seen more interest than in current years. It’s exciting but it’s also easy to get caught up in too much at once. There is a drawback if we are not careful – a trend that I myself followed for a little while and see many others following as well. It is the dismantling of the mysteries of our interior lives. In the human quest to understand and control everything, we have let go of that which the ancients knew was so important…not knowing. Mystery.
What does this mean? Our interior lives are our connection to the Divine, God, the Universe. These mysteries of life are vital. We need them in part because without them we would lose our innate tendency to enjoy, play and search for wonder. Without these there is nothing left to discover and no way to grow. Ours would become a stagnant existence and when emptiness sets in, and it inevitably will, we might find ourselves looking for something else to fill the void left behind by the destruction of that which kept us intrigued and excited.
I was trying to think of an analogy that would help me make sense of my thoughts. It came to me this morning when in my jewelry box I noticed a little ring I haven’t worn in a long time. It is sterling silver and shaped like a sunflower. In the middle is a cabochon made of Baltic amber.
Baltic amber formed over 45 million years ago – it is a fossil resin produced by pine trees and other plants which grew in the southern regions of present-day Scandinavia and lands near the Baltic Sea. Baltic amber can contain any number of organic substances including sand, dirt, water bubbles, pieces of leaves, bark, twigs, plant seeds and insects. I love Baltic amber not only because it’s beautiful but it has a history that goes back further than I can wrap my head around. What I love most is that all the little bits inside are a mystery to me.
What if I could solve the mystery of all those little bits and pieces? The first thing I would have to do is destroy the 45 million year old resin that has held these mysterious pieces in place. The foundation would have to crumble. If I could manage to extract the little pieces and actually identify them then I would have all the answers I needed. But then what? Basically I would have a pile of ancient bits of organic matter in one hand and a pile of empty 45 million year old Baltic amber in the other. The excitement and intrigue captured within the amber would be gone, replaced with the knowledge I sought but absent of the emotions and excitement its mystery evoked.
As I thought about it I realized something – that inside those tiny little pieces of broken Baltic amber would undoubtedly be many more unidentified organisms that cannot be seen. They are there but I would not be able to see them. So just when I thought I had solved the mystery, I discovered there were many more mysteries hidden in the ruins of the amber. That is the way of spiritual mysteries. They do not show their hand and give away all of their secrets simply because we pick them apart looking for answers. There are layers upon layers we cannot see.
I believe we can be easily sidetrack trying to find all the answers. We can study every symbol and analyze each experience looking for signs and messages that will give us answers and meaning but in doing so we lose sight of the mystical side of an interior life. The mystical side is where the magic is.
I’ve read countless books, websites, blogs, listened to YouTube gurus and more and in doing so I found myself getting further away from that which drew me towards a more spiritual life to begin with. I got caught up in the words of the experts and forgot to listen to the sound of my own intuition. I became convinced that I was doing it all wrong because I didn’t fit into what was being projected in the spiritual media.
I find that the more I try to explain things that I know through instinct and flashes of inspiration, the harder it is to do so. There are those who don’t want to hear about the knowing that is a product of the unexplained. It seems as if the trend has become to focus more on which life mysteries might be proven and solved than to appreciating them and experiencing the excitement of not knowing.
The mysteries of life, and life beyond, seem to be losing their value in some spiritual circles. In trying to follow the status quo I began to doubt myself and would find I was being very careful in what I said. I was so concerned with rocking the boat and going against the spiritual norm that I started to implode at my core. I had lost sight of what brought me to the dance.
Mysteries give us a reason to be excited but they also give us hope. We may not find the answers we seek in this lifetime but we know instinctively we will find them someday and that’s exciting. I rob myself of the anticipation and excitement of meeting these mysteries inwardly when I spend too much time trying to crack the code.
No one way is the right way for everyone. We all have a unique road set before us and each road contains mysteries to be discovered as well as mysteries meant to remain shrouded until we arrive.
“The mystery of life isn’t a problem to be solved, it’s a reality to experience.” Frank Herbert
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