I always find it fascinating that two seemingly conflicting feelings can exist at the same time. Reminding me that they aren't really ever separate, the soul contains it all. Beautiful A.
This is splendid, Janine! I love "obscuring the truth that every beautiful soul is, and always has been, perfectly whole." So much wisdom and blessing. Thank you!
RAISON D'ÊTRE
.
Our soul isn’t owned or
conflated with any
religious organization.
Nor is it something
that can be bartered away
or sold to the devil.
.
Our soul is precious.
It’s worth immeasurable.
Connecting us in
undeniable ways.
Unique in its own creative
potential, yet whole as
one sacred presence.
.
Soul is you, me, us.
Inner and outer.
Individual and collective.
In the land and of the land.
An animating force
of life’s amazing grace.
.
So beloved, don’t hide this
vital power under a bushel.
Let love’s light shine forth from
within this holy incarnate life.
Not as your societal purpose
but as your reason of being.
beautiful!
Yes! Beautiful.
This is beautiful, Julie! What a blessing and dream for the world!
I was always told my soul was the real me,
The true self trapped inside this body
Like a canary in a cage.
But what if my soul
Is a story my body is telling,
Weaving together these living cells
Into something beautiful?
yes, it's a story the body is telling, I love this idea
*soul story*
Yes!
Yes! The body and soul weaving together a life, a story, a journey, meaning...
Soul tired - deeper
than bone, weary, but somehow
my heart is so full.
I always find it fascinating that two seemingly conflicting feelings can exist at the same time. Reminding me that they aren't really ever separate, the soul contains it all. Beautiful A.
That is beautiful. I also feel it
Nice. Sometimes I just want to shut the door and sit with my full heart.
Lovely!
“soul” she types,
as if it’s simply
another four letter word;
but when my eyes
convey the sound
of this alphabetic quadrilateral
to my mind,
it sparks a cosmic grounding
beyond my fathoms.
It’s often conflated
with the heart,
but once you find a way
to let it find you,
it’s clear that it comes
from a place much deeper.
“marrow” is the closest
I’ve come to imagining
its depth and breadth:
a core location where,
not only who we are,
but also
who we’re meant to become
is both sourced
and sent forth.
I’ve often felt it as
a place we go to
but, truth be told,
it’s the place we come from.
love this!
"I’ve often felt it as a place we go to but, truth be told, it’s the place we come from." YES! There is no destination, only here!
Very nice, Todd!
I loved this Kaitlin and it sparked a poem in me which built on a line from your work (which I allude to).
“I feel this in my soul.”
But do you?
“I am tired down to my soul.”
But are you?
I once read
That a poet said
Of our souls they
“Just are.”
So let me feel this exhaustion in my body.
Let me carry the weight of a thousand worlds in my mind.
But as for my soul,
Let it be.
And as another poet said
“It is well.”
yes yes, beautiful and giving so much permission to just be. thank you!
Peace like a river....
This is wonderful, Karri! I love the flow and cadence, and the questions framing the insights to come. It is well with our souls!
“Hide it under a bushel? No!”
The children shout like
it’s the only thing that matters
They say it again louder
Not knowing what a bushel
even is
Not caring because they
know better than anyone
what it means to let
your little light shine
I love that "not caring because they know better than anyone what it means to let your little light shine."
This is so incredible, Grace. What a wonderful way to use "This Little Light..."
“Presence embodied…”
my breathing is beginning to relax.
Today I feel
Disconnected
From my soul.
But I like
To think
It's off
Somewhere -
Resting
In a field of
Flowers -
Just waiting
For me to
Give it
The high sign.
It knows its momma.🙂
I love this Sarah! What a wonderful notion--our souls "off somewhere, resting in a field of flowers." So beauitful!
Soul
Soulful?
Soulmate?
Soulless?
What is my soul?
Something deep, just
Out of reach
Undisclosed depths of inner
Love
It's all you.
This is so creative and well done, Jane!
oooowwwwwww!
I feel...
good?
Do do Do do Do do Do
nice?
sugar and spice?
.
who knows
.
Now
to the heart
of the question
of soul
.
Does one not first
need to BE
in order to have?
in order to feel?
.
At what point
does the basic
question of mere
existence of self
get out of the way
so as to open to
the possibility
of participation
in
the
sweet
soothing
succulent
sensational
susurration of
SOUL
.
oh
.
.
package deal
.
.
.
I'll take it
.
I feel...
Good. Like I knew I would.
Hey, Maceo, take me to the bridge.
Yeowwwwwwsssssuhhh.
What a lovely compliment to the soul, so beautifully and simply described. It is
spirit, eternal and belongs to the Divine from whence she came.
reflecting on the soul
this morning
that part given
at birth
when God breathes
God's spirit
into us
the most holy
part of us
reminds us
who we are
guiding us beyond
the passions
of bodies, emotions, and wills
keeping us connected
to the divine and each other
whether we realize it
or have no idea
a sacred beacon
of hope and light
shepherding us towards home
our truest self
emanating from within
that hears us
being called
to our vacation and avocation
where our greatest passion
ties to the world's greatest needs
This is so beautiful Kaitlin! 🫶🏽
It was a long work day, and the poem I thought of writing got bumped by this one, which seemed to have more soul!
Soul
^
Soulful and
Full of soul.
The sole of my foot and
Soul of our spirit.
When I was young
I would just as soon ignore soul.
Not talk about it, this weird
Fuzzy place between heart,
Spirit, human and god.
Our souls would take flight.
even as our bodies wore out
bound for heaven, hell, purgatory,
or god forbid, Limbo.
Enough to scare the sacred right out of you.
Church school debate—
Do animals have souls?
Teacher scowls, but if my dog, which is
God spelled correctly, has no soul
isn’t that its own limbo?
Years came on and I found lots of soul.
In music, in song, in poetry,
and always in nature.
In the struggles for justice and freedom,
Human rights and equity,
Loving kindness and compassion.
The touch of a partner,
The smile of a friend,
The healing from a community gathering
To celebrate another life ended too soon.
There is plenty of soul there.
We don’t need theologians and clerics
To define soul for us, or tell us
Who or what does not have it.
Rather, we can breathe into its possibilities.
The promise of rivers flowing from me to you,
Oceans surviving after we are gone,
Love standing tall
After all of the hate has gone.
Oh Larry this is so beautiful. And I love the part about dog souls, and I agree. Thank you for sharing!!
Thank you Kaitlin for this nice comment!
I feel messy and incomplete
Growing pains
And lessons on repeat
The world seems to whisper
Of my defeat.
It’s just my temporary body suit
And human mind in cahoots
For the comforting illusion
Of control
Obscuring the truth
That every beautiful soul
Is, and always has been,
Perfectly whole.
The Universe
Cheers me on wildly
As verse by verse
My soul lives its own
Inspired poetry.
This is splendid, Janine! I love "obscuring the truth that every beautiful soul is, and always has been, perfectly whole." So much wisdom and blessing. Thank you!
The rhythm tugs me along.
My soul craves:
Connection
Understanding
Unconditional love
Beauty
Green
Love
As the deer pants for water, so my soul pants for you!
My soul craves green 💚
Very nice, Gloria!