So, here I am world! I’m publicly writing about my seriously non-narcissistic self and the wonderful life I have. There’s your first clue. I’m a “cup half-full ” person. But hold on now, I’m also an “expect it to get worse before it gets better” person. Thank you Dad! So why is my blog called “This Pedestrian Life”? When I revealed to my daughter that I was going to write about my own spiritual trek (and other topics) she said, “Mom, I’ve just never thought of you as a very spiritual person.” “Well, that’s the point then, isn’t it ,” I thought. I don’t “fit” your preconceived notion of what a “spiritual ” person looks like! Others should never be the definers of who we are and I do think of myself as a spiritual person. My problem comes with applying a religious label to myself. I’m not a one size fits all, (one denomination, one organized sect, one rigid set of principles, etc.) kind of person. Over the course of my life, I was baptized in a Baptist church, married in a Methodist, and converted to Presbyterian when married to a Presbyterian minister! (which I no longer am) When people ask me now ( which they hardly ever do, but that’s a whole other essay) what religious preference I have, I smile and respond, “I like to think of myself as a pedestrian, walking with God.” They usually walk away! So there you have it. Rest assured this blog is not about religion. It’s about me, walking on a path, sometimes marked, but most often not, just like everyone else on our planet. In addition to being interested in my spirituality, I’m a daughter, sister, wife, aunt, mother of 2 adult children, a grandmother and a teacher. To those who are still reading and willing to travel with me for a while, welcome and Namaste!