I don’t care how spiritual you are. How long you can melt in the sweat lodge. How many peyote journeys that have blown your mind, or how well you can hold crow pose. Honestly. I don’t. I don’t care what planets fall in what houses on your birth chart, how many crystals you have or how vegan your diet is.
I want to know how human you are. Can you sit at the feet of the dying despite the discomfort? Can you be with your grief, or mine, without trying to advise, fix or maintain it? I want to know that you can show up at the table no matter how shiny, chakra- aligned or complete you are- or not. Can you hold loving space for your beloved in the depths of your own healing without trying to be big?
It doesn’t flatter me how many online healing trainings you have, that you live in the desert or in a log cabin, or that you’ve mastered the art of tantra.
What turns me on is busy hands. Planting roots. That despite how tired you are, you make that phone call, you board that plane, you love your children, you feed your family.
I have no interest in how well you can ascend to 5D, astral travel or have out of body sex. I want to see how beautifully you integrate into ordinary reality with your unique magic, how you find beauty and gratitude in what’s surrounding you, and how present you can be in your relationships.
I want to know that you can show up and do the hard and holy things on this gorgeously messy Earth. I want to see that you can be sincere, grounded and compassionate as equally as you are empowered, fiery and magnetic. I want to know that even during your achievements, you can step back and be humble enough to still be a student.
What’s beautiful and sexy and authentic is how well you can continue to celebrate others no matter how advanced you’ve become. What’s truly flattering is how much you can give despite how full you’ve made yourself. What’s honestly valuable is how fucking better of a human you can be, in a world that is high off of spiritual materialism and jumping the next scapegoat for “freedom.”
At the end of the day I don’t care how brave you are. How productive, how popular, how enlightened you are. At the end of the day, I want to know that you were kind. That you were real. I want to know that you can step down from the pedestal from time to time to kiss the earth and let your hair get dirty and your feet get muddy, and join the dance with us all.
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Through my own experience navigating the world of spirituality, I’ve found that the most profound growth happens not in exotic rituals or flashy achievements, but in the honest work of daily living. It’s easy to get caught up in impressive ceremonies or esoteric practices, but ultimately, it’s the willingness to be vulnerable, to feel grief without needing to fix it, and to simply be present with others that defines genuine spiritual maturity. Many spiritual communities emphasize transcendence or escaping reality, but true integration means loving and accepting the messy, imperfect world we inhabit. This means showing up for loved ones even when it’s exhausting, making tough calls instead of avoiding discomfort, and finding gratitude in ordinary moments, like a shared meal or a muddy walk outside. I have learned that holding space for others without trying to dominate or perform is deeply healing—for both parties. It’s in these subtle acts of kindness and humility, stepping down from the pedestal of enlightenment, that real connection and growth are born. Instead of seeking the next spiritual high or chasing credentials, focusing on rootedness and sincere compassion creates a magic that is palpable and lasting. In a culture often saturated with spiritual materialism, it’s refreshing and liberating to honor the human experience in all its complexity. We don’t need to be perfect or enlightened to be valuable. Just being kind, real, and engaged with the world around us is a powerful act of spiritual expression. Letting your hair get dirty, your feet get muddy, and joining the dance of life reminds us all that we are beautifully human—imperfect, evolving, and deeply connected.
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