It’s Not Spiritual

If it lifts me up, but puts you down, it’s not spiritual.

If it separates and divides us from each other, it’s not spiritual.

If it makes me better than you, or makes you better than me, it’s not spiritual.

If it disconnects me from creation, or separates me from my creativity, it’s not spiritual.

If it can only be defined by how much of it can be possessed, purchased, or exchanged for currency, it’s not spiritual.

If I can never be as good at it as you are, it’s not spiritual.

If who and what I am right now isn’t a step on the way towards it, it’s not spiritual.

If I have to go to it, and it can never come to me, it’s not spiritual.

If the only way to it is through intellect, through comprehension, through cleverness and deftness and expertise, it’s not spiritual.

If it can be fully known, it’s not spiritual.

If I am intrinsically diminished as a human being, or made superior to other human beings by it, it’s not spiritual.

If you can keep me from it, and if you can rob me of it, it’s not spiritual.

If the only way I can attain it is through you, it’s not spiritual.

If you can show me where it begins and where it ends, it’s not spiritual.

If your vocabulary is sufficient to describe it, it’s not spiritual.

If it can comfortably exist side by side with fear, hate, prejudice and self-righteous judgement,  it’s not spiritual.

If I talk about it and you can’t understand what I’m on about, it’s not spiritual.

If it disappears the second I leave the place I claim to have found it, it’s not spiritual.

If  language can define it, bigotry malign it, pride undermine it and religion assign it, it’s definitely, absolutely, categorically not spiritual.

 

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