Okay. I have a problem. I like labels. They help me keep my world intact. As a bipolar patient and someone whose brain has been damaged by MS labels help me keep things neat and tidy. Especially in matters of spirituality. A big issue. Labels help my identify to myself and the world at large who I am. And therefore give a glimpse of where I stand.
For well over a decade I have labeled myself an Asatruar. Following the Norse path has been right for me. But now I been called to also follow the path of Druidry. Concurrently. Which I have been doing the last several months. And my spirituality has blossomed. I have discovered new ways to express myself as a spiritual person. But what about the label? There has to be a label!
I thought about the phrase Neopagan Druid. That seemed to fit. That covered both the Asatru and druid paths I’m on. But it seemed so loose. And it didn’t necessarily encompass the aspects of wicca that I throw in to my practice. Ugh!
So I was discussing this dilemma with my best spiritual friend last night. And she told me point blank that it’s time I lose the labels. That I’m only setting myself up for future failure that way. Leave myself open. That’s the only way to allow spiritual growth. Leave it loose.
So I told her I’d try it. Here I am at 53 years old without a spiritual label. I will try this tactic of leaving myself wide open to whatever comes. Who knows? I could be called by an Egyptian god next…