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"We come spinning out of nothingness,
scattering stars like dust."
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Poetry • Art • Thoughts
"The cure for loneliness is solitude."
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"When we are NOT alone, when we are on our own,
then we have achieved solitude.”
James Hollis
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art work: Dan Hillier
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The Path of The Soul
“A certain kind of courage is required to follow what truly calls to us; why else would so many choose to live within false certainties and pretensions of security? If genuine treasures were easy to find this world would be a different place. If the path of dreams were easy to walk or predictable to follow many more would go that route. The truth is that most prefer the safer paths in life even if they know that their souls are called another way.
What truly calls to us is beyond what we know or can measure. It uses the language of hidden treasures and distant cities to awaken something sleeping within us. The soul knows that we must be drawn out of ourselves in order to truly become ourselves. Call it a dream or “the treasure hard to attain;” call it a vocation or the awakening of one’s innate genius. Call it what you will, upon hearing the call we must follow or else lose the true thread of our lives.
A true vocation requires shedding anything that would impede or obscure the call. A true pilgrimage requires letting go of the very things most people try to hold onto. In seeking after what the soul desires we become pilgrims with no home but the path the soul would have us follow. As the old proverb says, “Before you begin the journey, you own the journey. Once you have begun, the journey owns you.” After all, what good is a dream that doesn’t test the mettle of the dreamer? What good is a path that doesn’t carry us to the edge of our capacity and then beyond that place? A true calling involves a great exposure before it can become a genuine refuge.
In the soul’s adventure we become a self unknown, a self unexpected, and in that way we find the greater self within us. Answering the call gives primacy to unknown places and foreign lands; it requires that we seek farther in the world than we would choose on our own. We enter our essential “creatureliness” and learn to sniff at the world again. We learn to read the wind and find our way by sensing and intuiting, by imagining and by dreaming on. Eventually, the dream of the soul becomes the only hope; it becomes a prayer and a map as well. In allowing the journey to “have us” we become lost; we lose our usual selves in order to find our original self again. Lost souls are the only ones who ever get found.”
Michael Meade, “Fate and Destiny”
pic: Emil Nolde, Evening Sea at Autumn
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