As soon as I was mature enough to be able to immerse myself within spirituality and my religion - I did. Reading. Studying.
While it is true that my spiritual journey has taken me on different paths as I encountered numerous crossroads I always understood that the current path though different was as important as the last. I also understood that I was expected to ‘do as I say and say as I do’. The idea of teaching by example has always been a Truth for me. I had encountered plenty of hypocrites in the world and I never wanted to be counted as one of them. Personal integrity is valuable and is the foundation of so many other important qualities. I never wanted my integrity to come into question for any reason be it of spiritual matters or mundane.
I never hid my spirituality from anyone though I never flaunted it either. While I was Roman Catholic I felt it necessary to wear a crucifix around my neck to keep Jesus close at heart and to have in my possession a string of Rosary Beads so that I might have an opportunity to pray for someone I cared about. While I was Methodist I had a copy of the Bible close by so that I might read scripture at any moment I felt compelled. While I was one of Jehovah’s Witnesses my Holy Scriptures, Watchtower Magazines and Bible tracts were always in my bag so that I might witness with Jehovah’s guidance to those who were lost and seeking answers. Today those who visit our home are met with a pentagram on the front door, a fabric witch hanging in the right widow and a gargoyle sitting between spell bottles on the opposite window sill along with other pieces of pagan artwork hanging on the walls inside our home. Our permanent altar sits in the dining room, which is the central room of our house. It is evident to anyone who visits that we are not Christian.
God Herself, Our Divine Matrix, is a part of each and every one of us so for us to separate spirituality from the mundane - we are in fact separating ourselves. Why would anyone desire that?