The "spiritual" stuff is interesting. Go to church! Yeah, did that. I tried. Everyone said "this is the way". The passing of the collection basket and frowns if ya didn't toss in a big enough bill turned me off. So I have to pay to hear about God? Nah. I won't.
But that's me. I don't need to go to church.
I have God all over. Watching the trees leaf in the Spring and the leaves falling in Fall along with the acorns that feed various critters through the Winter. Watching a rain storm moving in. Watching the Sun rise and set. Watching puppies learning how to walk and then how to run.

Watching chickens and emu hatch from their shells. And little kids learning how to walk and talk and read.
"Empty your mind" for me is impossible. Ok, I can but Tequila hurts. I woke up this morning with Captain and Toenail's "Muskrat Love" running on loop through my head. Wtf? Some times it's Pink Floyd. Some times Tina Turner. It's random. I really wonder what the hell is going on in my head sometimes.
I usually have three conversations running in my head at a time. It's normal, since I woke up, so to say, to be
Me when almost 10, a few years before puberty hit me. I remember stuff from when I was two. Not a lot, but.
So yeah. If you see me talking to myself, I'm just having a staff meeting.