Every so often I learn something that reverberates within my being until it finds a place to settle, and then, change quickly follows.
This experience is not like placing an ice cube in a glass and watching the liquid rise to the point of overflow. No, what I'm speaking about is different. What I'm speaking about is like releasing an ice cube into the liquid and watching the glass expand.
I believe our souls are genderless. Yet, for the sake of writing artistically, and since I am female, I'm going to genderize the pronoun and use... she. I do this for no other reason than it sounds more respectful to me than the word it.
My soul is not static... she can grow, thirst, and rest. She can feel pain and sadness as well as strength and joy.
My soul is not my mind or my intellect, nor is she my heart or my personality. She is not my ego or the mask I wear.
Perhaps my soul, at my core, is an invisible container which somehow networks with all the other parts of my being to bring about a synergy within that completes me.
I'm not an expert in psychology; I'm not even an amateur. I am only speaking from my experience and my observations in life.
I'm always open to learning about the ways we survive and function, but mostly I want to know how to truly live.
And what I do know is as I live intentionally, as I lower the masks that I once found a sense of safety behind, as I know and am known, as I am diligent in seeking knowledge as well as wisdom, as I practice gratitude and humility, as I rest, and as I love... I will find growth in each of these areas.
In the midst of all that, I find at my core, in my heart of hearts, in the place where I give of myself to another and the place I receive from another into myself, I find me, my soul, the networking of all the facets of who I am... and I find she is aware and actively participating in the flow of life in and around me.
As I listen to and love her, as I "just be present" with no internal or external agenda, I find life. I find this life can grow or shrink, depending on how I nurture her with care, love, and truth.
In that place of being, I find the essence of who I am. And in that place all is well and all will be well.
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