I Can't Sell it or Give it Away

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 My Spirituality can't be transferred to orders.  I had a post written about my Spirituality and thought it was pretty good when I wrote it.  But then I decided to delete it after i read it later and just start over.  My brand of Spirituality is my own.  I can't sell it or transfer it to others.  Why?  It's simply my own.  My Spirituality includes my smoking a pipe.  Why?  I smoked a pipe before and have smoked a pipe since.  

I imbibe in a little wine, but I'm careful with any alcohol.  I've never taken any illegal substances in my body including Marijuana or anything like it.  I rely solely on my Spirit Guides and I've had to learn to trust them.  I dont have anyone to share them with.  I will say however, my wife understands as may a few others.  But if I didn't have my Spirit Guides I wouldn't be here writing this or my life would have been a total loss.  

Very few know how thankful I am for them.  I trust them in all things.  But I've had to learn just how much to rely on them.  So, I trust my feelings.  Spiritual people can be like me, but I would say most, if not many are more social than I am.  My Spirit Guides have definitely made me more introverted, but it's okay if I am.  Spiritual people might be alone a lot, but they are never lonely.  At least I never feel lonely.  

I can feel alone in my brand of Spirituality, mostly because I know my brand could be called a psychosis by mental health professionals.  But it is not.  For this reason, I'll write about it here, because I feel safe in doing so.  I have no fears as such, but if I ever feel out of sorts with the world I need quiet meditation to get it back.  

Spiritual people like myself can feel.  If I am around others too much, the only way I can explain it is that doing so is too much input.  I'm at my best with my pipe and quiet conversation or simply being alone.  I sometimes think I wish more knew of my Spirituality, but if the Spirit Guides want more to know then it will happen.  But those who I feel need to know know.  

There is no need to expand from where I am now.  But what I have can't be taught, given away, or sold.  It is strictly my own.  I thought once I could join a church, but decided I am at my best keeping it where it is.  I just feel this is best.  I go by a lot of feelings and I've had to learn to trust my Spirit Guides in all things.  I'm smoking my Dunhill pipe with some Captain Black Original while drinking a hot cup of Guatamalan black coffee.  Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.

Dave

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