Learning to read the description before I waste my time

North Carolina elevated my spiritual journey. Between the mystic events and connecting with other spiritualists, I feel I am on the right path spiritually. My studies in tarot, numerology, and rituals are also improving thanks to advice from my therapist. Even, my sister is providing gems of knowledge to help me branch out. Charlotte is not my favorite place, so the amount of acceptance I have received helps me love this place again.

In my non-spiritual, younger years…

Charlotte was different in my early 20s. I had the best times of my life in this city. I would drive an hour to Charlotte every weekend to just to party with friends and eat mediocre diner food in the early morning hour. In my early 20s moving here was the goal. So, when I received a job offered last year, I jumped on the opportunity. Unfortunately, Charlotte by day wasn’t as thrilling. The city is expensive, becoming very congested, and is obnoxiously gentrified. All the essence of modest urban utopia is being replaced by newly constructed cookie-cutter homes that tower over long-standing neighborhoods. However, despite these factors, I am spiritually in sync here.

Connecting with spiritualists

One of my goals for 2019 is to meet spiritualists. I’m an introvert so socialization doesn’t come naturally, but I need people to lean on. Unfortunately, finding people who share similar interests is challenging in a city like Charlotte. So I turn to apps like Meetup and Eventbrite to easily connect with other spiritualists and like-minded individuals.

Take the numerology seminar I attended one Sunday morning. The event took place in a local boutique that sold things like crystals and wands, nested in a post-gentrified neighborhood. The back of the store was set up to accommodate our small group consisting mostly of middle-age, divorce women (a regular hangout spot for them). I was a newbie and the only millennial and woman of color. In this situations regret instantly sets in; however, I pushed anxiety to the back of my mind because numerology was my focus.

I should have trusted my intuition.

I discovered some teachers are not teachers. Therefore we must act with caution when seeking spiritual guidance from so-called experts.

Meetup is never the answer

The Meetup facilitator was a former reverend who recently left her ministry to start up a magic school. Half of the attendees were faithful followers of her guidance and some were already enrolled in her new endeavor. Their devotion made me initially feel like I won the jackpot. I would receive insightful numerology all for FREE.

But, this did not happen.

Seated in the front row with my notebook open, I expected the reverend to begin her presentation after the introductions and the first meditation. Instead, we were lead through 5-6 more meditations, taking up most of the hour and 30 minute session. This wasn’t my first mystic workshop, so I knew something wasn’t right. Between the meditations and the reverend’s sales pitch for her magic school, we didn’t spend much time on numerology.

When the lesson finally started we rushed through steps to calculate the life path number and personal year, which caused confusion with those not familiar with numerology. I have basic knowledge and this meeting only covered the basics. Essentially, I had wasted time I could never get back.

Even though we were covering the basics, it was apparent she too was new to numerology; the blind leading the blind. She struggled to remember when and when to not reduce numbers, not grasping master numbers, but willingly directed the women as if she was an expert. Sounding like a saleswoman who missed her mark, she reassured she would discuss numerology in detail in her magic school. I wanted to hijack the seminar and explain numerology correctly, but I stayed in my place. Those women were not my community, therefore I didn’t need to take on that responsibility.

The lesson I wasn’t looking for

Towards the middle of the session I closed my notebook, choosing to study the women in the room instead. Each attendee had a reason for attending. Some were seeing number patterns on things like plane tickets or in their dreams, others wanted to know their outlook for 2019. Unfortunately, the reverend missed all these opportunities to apply numerology to their situation.

The experience was eye opening. I discovered some teachers are not teachers. Therefore we must act with caution when seeking spiritual guidance from so-called experts. When the event ended, I quickly darted away to head home. Even thought this particular event was a let down, it revealed how much I needed to put myself out there with numerology. The people need me! I spent the rest of my Sunday studying Matthew Oliver Goodwin’s Numerology: The Complete Guide Volume 1: The Personality Reading for hours.

I did had one takeaway. Only one: I know more about numerology than I give myself credit.