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I Don’t Care
inspired by Oriah Mountain Dreamer, and all those who see through spiritual bypassing
I don’t care
if you can quote the Bhagavad Gita,
chant ancient names of God,
or trace the stars back to your soul’s origin.
I care
if you hear me when I say no.
If you pause when I say stop.
If you remember what I told you once in trust
and never use it to silence me.
I don’t care
how many ceremonies or caves you’ve sat in,
how often you sage your room,
or how soft your voice sounds
when you’re bypassing my pain.
I care
if your love isn’t just a feeling,
but a way of being—
a presence my body can relax into,
not a storm it learns to survive.
It doesn’t move me
if a scripture from 3,000 years ago
says you’re chosen or enlightened.
Or your grandfather was a mystic,
or your lineage traces back to saints.
I want to know—
Can you stay grounded when I’m hurting?
Can you own your impact without hiding behind “divine timing?”
Can you see the sacred in the mess you’ve made
and do the work to clean it up?
I don’t care
about your poetic words on connection
if you can’t hold the foundation of respect.
I care
if your “sorry” isn’t a spell to reset the story—
but a doorway to real repair.
I care
if you can sit beside your own shame
and not run,
not preach,
not twist my truth into a test
I was never meant to take.
Your peace means nothing
if it costs someone else’s safety.
Your path is only holy
if it honors the hearts along the way.
The truth is—this happens more often than we think.
Many who walk spiritual paths learn language before they learn accountability. They know the mantras, the teachings, the sacred texts—but haven’t done the relational work of learning how to listen, how to repair, how to honor another’s no.
Spiritual ego is sneaky. It tells you you’re already healed. That your pain is purified. That your way is truth. And it blinds you to the fact that your actions are hurting others.
This is about presence.
Real peace doesn’t just sit in silence or ceremony.
It shows up in conflict. In rupture. In saying “I hear you.”
In not crossing that line again.
Let’s grow where it counts.
In the space between hearts.
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