My Spiritual Journey Started Out Weird… And Then Only Got Weirder

Here’s how I unintentionally got on a spiritual path

Me and Mum together

I consider myself to be very lucky. Not because I have loads of money, a big fancy house, outrageous amounts of sex, or a body to boast about. In fact, I have gangly legs, scrawny arms, wonky teeth, and an ever-protruding pot belly.

Sexy, I know.

So, why on earth, I hear you ask, do I feel lucky?

Well, quite simply: I was introduced to spirituality and mindfulness practices from an early age.

I wasn’t just introduced to the “normal” stuff either. Things got weird for my young little mind… fast.

First of all, my Mum started speaking about all these different “energies” while grabbing her shiny new pendulum stick. She then asked a very unforgiving audience comprising of myself, my grotesque teenage brother (pictured below), and my semi-permanent drunk Dad to answer a few simple YES or NO questions.

See what I mean?

She didn’t let our non-responsiveness dampen her spirits though as next came star sign readings, tarot cards, crystals, buddha…