Where Is The Spirituality

Something has happened to my intuition, my spirituality, I'm not liking it.
Recently I have uncovered a bit of my past, a bit of how I work on a psychological level, it has been liberating and brilliant. I feel a lot more happy most of the time then I have in a really long time, no longer do I feel like there is some divine man out in the world that is especially for me, the prospect of that idea of course is wonderful, warming and comforting, but the reality is that, how often does that happen? How is there any way of me knowing for sure that I'm going to meet that man? I can't. I now believe that love is a choice, you have to work hard and make decisions, not let life just happen to you, but to direct life in the direct you want.
But with this restful sense of release, where I am no longer looking out for 'the one', I feel like I've also lost my intuition, my intuition that was so precise and intense. I feel like my love for animals is starting to fade, that my annoyance with a dog I looked after for two weeks has suddenly scoped me or something.. into a way of thinking about animals as just other living things. I feel like I'm taking my own pet for granted, I see her laying in the sun and I don't want to run up and cuddle her anymore.
Perhaps I am maturing. Perhaps it's that I acknowledge that animals where I live, have a good life, pets on the street don't want to be pet by a stranger, they want their owners. Perhaps I've learnt more about animal psychology so I'm less eager to be in their face and have them in mine.
Perhaps it is that all sorts of new things are happening in my life, I'm discovering who my real friends are, I've began working two new jobs where I've been able to express my love for food and have an outlet for my desire for human interaction. Perhaps I'm getting caught up in these new things and new people that I'm meeting, that I am forgetting my greater purpose.
Perhaps it is that I didn't get into the animal course that I wanted, when I found out, I cried and cried and cried and cried. Perhaps since then, alongside the hustle and bustle of new experiences I'm engaged with, I have pushed my passion for animals aside and began focussing on other things, so I don't wilt down and give up on life.
I've known all my life that animals are the reason I was born on this earth, I don't want to lose faith now. The trees don't speak to me anymore like they used to, I feel like nature is now an old friend that I desperately miss and want to reconnect with... but I'm unsure how to.