Is Spirituality B******t? — Raw Venting After Vomiting
Three days ago, I woke up severely ill.
Nasty stomach flu. Vomited three times in the morning. Barely able to move all day. Bedridden, the hours crawled on through strong pulsing fever, sweats, and intense waves of bodily pain.
It sucked. One of the hardest days of my life. I needed it.
A deep humbling purge. Cut through spiritual bypassing and self-deception. Popped subtle bubbles. Melted my defenses to contact the blood-warm underbelly.
At some point during the fever-dream I recorded a raw tearful diary asking, “Is spirituality b******t?” Find that video at the top of this post.
I’m still…
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