When I was growing up, my mother had an altar. This sacred space in her room held pictures of her guru, crystals, candles, incense and beautiful spiritual scriptures. Each day she’d sit in front of her altar reciting mantras in meditation.
As a young girl I wanted an altar too. When I grew up and embraced my own Spirit Junkie path, I created a sacred space of my own.
My altar is a holy place in my home where I pray and meditate. It holds space for my dreams and visions, and it’s where I surrender my desires to all the guides who came before me.