Returned As

Returned as:

returned as soul - and by this it's not meant as a separate thing, a holy self that makes its way to heaven, no, this is the true soul of which we belong to, the collective soul that makes the world. It's a whole reality, one thing in infinite functions of distinctions. We know this through science and its explanation of particles dancing through a charged space in the making of an atom, and from there a universe comes to play. We feel this as true when our hearts respond to another, some magnetic pull that seems to urge our form together. 

this is soul, one thing.

in no way do we deny the individual self, our own distinction - yet we see this self as a function within the world, motion that belongs only through its interactions. This is what we return to, or better told, this is what we remember, that we are vital to the whole, a performance within an ever greater performance that continues without end. As soul, there is nothing to transcend, no place of heaven that isn't already now, a nirvana of our very making.

we are soul, here, now, and always. 

of course there are many ways to say this - that we are life, being, and part of the universal whole. Perhaps soul sounds too mystical, distant from our everyday existence. And that's exactly why I wish to use it here, to urge for our return - daily life is indeed magical, even through what seems mundane. We are part of dance that makes existence, a collection of atoms and dancing particles, and belong to and as the charged space that brings us life. This is all happening now, immediate, and all without an individual effort. It's soul. 

it's what we are. 

~

Peace, Eric