May 2025
Story about the spiritual swamp. Would you like to read it?
Recently, someone asked me to spar with them about a relationship dilemma. He was torn between two women and wanted clarity. This man had been on a path of self-development through spirituality for years.
“I dream images that point to one woman.” “I ride my bike and see all kinds of signs that point to the other.”
It quickly became clear to me that I wasn’t really talking to him, but to his mind, a mind that had crafted an impressive array of spiritual reasons to choose, or not choose, either woman. Everything seemed to carry meaning: “Choking on something means a new beginning.” “An acorn doesn’t just fall on your head for no reason.”
I could see the chaos. How his mind was pulling him in all directions, cloaked in a spiritual disguise. In the end, he chose one of the women. My only piece of advice was simple but powerful: “Try not listening to your mind for once.”
Later, half-jokingly, I said to the other woman, “He’ll probably show up at your door soon.” And honestly, I meant it. Because that’s how the mind works, there’s never real peace around a decision. The alternative always lingers. What if… And of course, that too is dressed in spiritual logic: “I saw her face during a cacao ceremony.”
It struck a chord. I saw a reflection of who I used to be, before Human Design crossed my path. I used to get lost in the spiritual playground too. Looking for answers outside myself, in signs, rituals, and symbolism. But eventually, I let it all go to fully surrender to the wisdom of my body by letting my mind go and following my Strategy and Authority (waiting for the invitation and my intuition). It is waiting for life to come to you.
Five years later, during that conversation, I recognized the same chaos I once mistook for clarity. My mind used to dress everything up in spiritual language, but it never brought peace. Because no matter how spiritual it may seem, spirituality often still means seeking authority outside yourself and basing your choices on that. It’s an outward movement, while the real power lies in turning inward.
I’ll admit: I sometimes miss the rituals. Pulling a card and “knowing” what I should do. But waiting for an invitation, as my design suggests, has been the hardest and most liberating thing I’ve ever done.
Now, after five years of experimenting, I can recognize a place of calm within myself. A deep sense of freedom too. Because everything meant for me, finds me. There’s nothing to chase, no rituals to do, no signs to interpret, nothing to prove, nothing to force. Just being present. And trusting.
(Within two weeks, he was indeed standing at her door. I felt disappointed. I had so badly wanted to be wrong. I had so badly wished that what I see about the mechanics of making decisions with your mind, and the chaos that results from it, wasn't true. But unfortunately, it turned out to be true.)