In September 2004, I realized you have to grow down before you can grow up.
Spiritually, that is.
The realization came after I woke from a dream with a pounding heart. It wasn’t exactly a nightmare, but it definitely caught my attention.
I am attending an outdoor Yom Kippur service. I walk down to a grassy field and see a man sitting on the ground. He is wearing a yarmulke and guarding something.
A breeze sweeps through, stirring his papers, so I bend down to help pick them up.
“No!” yells the man, “Human hands haven’t touched that scroll since Moses wrote it!”
I panic and flee the scene.
Later that day, I experienced my first waking life Yom Kippur service. As I entered the temple, the Rabbi approached me with a twinkle in his eye and said, “We have a 400-year-old Torah that survived the holocaust. You can pray with it if you’d like.”
My heart raced again as dream fragments flooded my mind. I didn’t want to get too close to anything that resembled sacred scrolls for fear of accidentally touching it!
A bit leery, I entered through the temple and found a place to sit.
Oriental rugs were draped over the altar and the sound of ancient music filled the air as musicians sang traditional songs I didn’t understand.
I was overwhelmed with emotion: I felt like I had finally come home.
Connecting with Lost Parts of the Self to Grow Spiritually
I grew up Lutheran, steeped in Norwegian culture during the holiday season, but my paternal grandfather, who I never met, was Jewish. On that day in 2004, I felt his blood in my veins as I reconnected with the thread of something ancestral.
Sometimes growing up spiritually is really about growing down into our ancestral roots.
As a spiritual director I often work with people who feel called to spiritual traditions that are not theirs by birth. Christians return to the earth. Jews sit zazen. Muslims take communion.
I also witness ancient practices authentically surfacing in the lives of those I companion, like discovering the ability to dream the future or find life direction from nature.
When Fears of Appropriation get in the Way of Authenticity
Unfortunately, I’ve also experienced many people ignoring their authentic inner guidance because it tells them to do something that from an outsider’s perspective looks like religious appropriation.
Appropriation, if you’re not familiar with the concept, is when a person assumes the tradition of another religion or culture. For example, a Christian, European-American facilitating a pipe ceremony could easily be construed as religious appropriation because it resembles a sacred Lakota tradition.
I understand the frustration some communities feel about their traditional ceremonies being appropriated by outsiders. The world has a long legacy of abuse that has stripped many people of their sacred, cultural inheritance.
At the same time, I know that authentic spiritual callings spring up from the realm of ancestors and the unconsious, longing to be honored, to be practiced. And sometimes they resemble the sacred rituals and ceremonies of other cultures.
I’m not suggesting that a divinely inspired call to use smoke in ceremony should result in a person becoming a Lakota Pipe Carrier. I suppose it might, but this is a very detailed ceremony, rich in tradition, and should be reserved for the Lakota community and their guests.
I am suggesting, however, that when we dig deep enough we often find our ancestors had similar practices to the traditions of other cultures. Using incense or smoke in ritual and ceremony is cross-cultural. Being called to use sacred smoke and a pipe can be divinely inspired and is not in and of itself appropriation.
What is the Right Path for You?
It’s sometimes a fine line to walk between appropriation and authentic spirituality. But there are only two beings who can ever know if your path is right for you, and that’s you and whatever you call Spirit, whether it’s God, YHWH, Allah, the Universe, your inner voice, Goddess, Great Grandfather, etc.
There is a lot of pain and suffering caused by appropriation, but there is also pain and suffering caused by people not listening to their authentic spiritual call because they don’t want to offend another culture (or because their religion doesn’t support their path.)
Seven years ago I was invited to pray with a 400 year old Torah. As a born and bred Christian, sensitive to the ways in which Christians have harmed others in the name of God, I questioned my right to participate in a Yom Kippur service. As I entered the temple, I wondered what the initiated Jews in the congregation would think of my presence.
But I felt an ancient calling that pulled me toward the scroll. I slipped off my shoes and walked on hallowed ground, pulled back the curtain and sat on one of the many floor cushions.
I remembered my dream of touching the script that Moses wrote and realized a need to grow down into my ancestral roots in order to recover a lost part of my connection to the Divine.
How are You Called to Grow Down?
We all have an authentic call to grow down into something, but so many of us have forgotten how to listen that we don’t recognize the voice or the need.
Close your eyes for a moment. When you listen, what does your heart tell you?
How are you being called to grow down, to reconnect with lost parts of your Self, or your ancestry, or your childhood dreams?
Will you let other people’s fears stand in your way of cultivating authenticity?
Or are you willing to answer a higher call?
What are your thoughts? Share below in the comments area.
Thanks for sharing that Amy. I had an interesting experience over the weekend. I was at a writing retreat in Marin County that took place at a former convent. It was a very simple, beautiful, peaceful place that is now a retreat center. There is a chapel there, and one afternoon I felt drawn into the chapel. I went in, genuflected, and kneeled in one of the pews. The pews were set up for the nuns, and were facing each other, rather than the altar. I folded my hands and prayed, and when I looked up, I saw a very distinct image of mySELF sitting across from me in the pew kneeling in full habit, and smiling a beatific smile.
I felt precisely as you described, like these were my roots, and I felt a great sense of peace.
I wonder what that vision was about. Any thoughts?
I know I have a great grandfather who was Catholic and was sent to a monastery for impregnating a girl back in Austria. He fled the monastery for the USA. But, I have felt a calling to the monastic life, at least temporarily, for years. There is something about the simplicity that appeals to me so much. I started dating Scott precisely because he told me he used to be a Buddhist monk. It was the moment he told me that, that I decided to go out with him.
I wasn’t raised with religion, although my family’s heritage is Christian, but for the past two years I have had significant, spiritual dreams involving Judaism. I’ve dreamed that I was attending my own Bat Mitzvah, that a Jewish “Aunt” was leading me through a sand dome labyrinth with hieroglyphics on it, and that a Jewish couple was urging and guiding me into a roller coaster ride called “Art” that peaked at the top of a Rainbow (I went inside all the colors). And there have been more. I keep wondering what the Judaism in my dreams–it always feels very good.
Wow, Alina. I wonder if you have Jewish ancestors. As I mentioned in my post, my dad’s dad was Jewish. I never met him because he died before I was born, but even so, he converted to Christianity when he was in his 30s and this information was never discussed in my family. I didn’t know until I was in my mid-20s that I had Jewish ancestors (and living relatives).
Historically, it was not uncommon to convert to Christianity and hide indigenous/ancestral backgrounds for fear of prosecution. (e.g. Nazis).
Considering this, it’s entirely possible you are having ancestral dreams. They sound very powerful!!!
Thanks for sharing.
Thanks Amy, I hadn’t thought of that. I am going to look into this!
Thanks for sharing your experience Amy. I too have heard the call to Judaism in waking life and dream life and it is something hard to explain in words. While I do not know of any ancestral ties to Judaism, the call is getting harder and harder to ignore.
What a great post and conversation Amy. While religion, community and tribe are still closed systems in many places, in the parts of the world where we have the freedom to explore these things, we are finding many on a path similar to yours and some of the dreamers who have posted. In my own life, coming from a secular and non-practicing Jewish family, I explored my roots and reconnected with a Jewish path. But along the way I was drawn to both Buddhism and native practices, appreciating their philosophies. For myself, I came to conclude that I have probably had many past lives in these cultures and religions and the resonate with them because they are so familiar to my soul. However, I also concluded that because I “chose” to be born Jewish in this lifetime, I wanted and needed to honour that as my path this time around. It’s interesting though, that in meditation, my guidance often comes to me in the trappings of my previous cultures. In dreams, it is often generic or a disembodied voice.