Perfectly Imperfect, Being a Spiritual Human

Am I the living embodiment of my work?

That question stopped me mid-scroll. It came from a group I’m part of (Iconic Lightworkers Rise) and it stirred something in me.

The truth is… lately, I’ve been feeling more human than ever.
I’ve skipped my morning Reiki.
Forgotten my rituals.
Slept in.
Danced until 1 a.m. with girlfriends.
Laughed. Drank wine. Ate foods I don’t usually eat.
Let go of the spiritual “shoulds” and simply lived.

And for a moment—I judged myself.

I found myself wondering, Am I still a spiritual leader if I do all these things?

If I’m not meditating daily, journaling by candlelight, or avoiding sugar and caffeine, am I out of integrity?

Is being human… too human?

But what came through, what I’m now sharing with you

is this:

Being spiritual isn’t about being perfect.
It’s about being present.
It’s about returning to your light when you’ve wandered off.

It’s about living your truth, and honouring your rhythms, your seasons, your shifts.

We didn’t come to Earth to transcend pleasure.

We came to experience it.

This planet, this incarnation, offers us things the soul can’t taste elsewhere:
Sunlight on skin.
The buzz of music and friendship.
A glass of good wine.
The bittersweet beauty of joy and grief, laughter and loss.
This is why we came.

Yes, I’m a healer. Yes, I lead moon ceremonies. Yes, I teach Reiki and help others connect to the Divine.
But I also scroll social media, cry in grocery store parking lots, binge-watch rom-coms when I need comfort, and eat nachos on road trips when there’s nothing else.

And that doesn’t make me less spiritual.
It makes me real.

I used to think I had to look a certain way to be “spiritual.”
Be vegan. Be alcohol-free. Wake up at 5 a.m. to meditate.

Always be calm, centered, and clear.
But that’s a false ideal. One that doesn’t account for grief. For menopause. For family dynamics. For the waves of life.

And most importantly, it doesn’t allow space for joy.

Fun is sacred.
Laughter is medicine.
Play is a portal.

The deeper I go in my healing, the more I realize: it’s not about detachment from the world, it’s about devotion to living in it, consciously and fully.

So here I am, sharing this moment of imperfection, this reminder that I’m still on the journey, just like you.

I mess up. I reset. I begin again.

And maybe… that’s the most spiritual thing of all.

If you’ve ever felt like you’re not doing it right, not “spiritual enough,” or like you have to hide your humanity to be taken seriously as a healer, this post is for you.

You are allowed to be light and shadow.
To guide and stumble.
To be a spiritual being having a very real, messy, beautiful human experience.

Thank you for witnessing me in mine.
I’m grateful we get to walk this imperfect path together.

Sending you so much love & light,

Natalie

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Embodied Light with Natalie
Reiki Grandmaster, Teacher & Soul Coach
For the soul who knows there’s more, your light is waiting.

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