Soul Is Home

Soul is home: 

inevitably the mantra leads to silence, not really the absence of sound and not always without an occasional thought passing through the mind - but a stillness that reaches all the way to the depth of what I can only describe as soul, and not mine alone, this is the soul of the entire world, no, larger still it's the universe itself, primordial, home. 

soul is home. 

and the mantra leads me there. 

or so it seems, for what I really find is an ever present silence, unwavering in presence and allowing by its very nature, every sound able to appear within its infinite hold, passing unobstructed. Silence offers no interference, it simply gives itself endlessly for the soul to hear the sounds of its creation, providing room for the conversation of the world. 

and so in truth the mantra only reveals what's always ever present.

soul is home.

it's a beautiful space to find myself, open, not an actual location, but reality itself, bare, and somehow I am given an awareness to note myself within it's presence. Yet it's not my everyday self that's noted, again I revert to soul, a word that captures the essence of all I wish to speak of - soul is indeed home, and what I find is that there is nowhere and nothing outside of this existence, just home, everywhere, and absolutely without a true location. 

here, right now.

soul is home.

and the mantra leads me...

~

Peace, Eric