BEAUTY can be found in birth and also in dying. If we know how to live, we will also know how to die. Living in beauty means dying in beauty. The deepest way to be alive and the deepest way to die are the same -- doing so in harmony with everyone and everything, in the true spirit of interbeing. The moment we do this, ideas of self and nonself, life and death, vanish, and we experience joy, equanimity and non-fear.
Oh, when a soul is hid in Thee For what adventure can it yearn Save love and still more love to learn, And thus to love increasingly, So deep does love within it burn? My God, I pray Thee for a love That years until I see Thy face. And builds itself a nest above Within its true abiding place.
Fold your wings, my soul, those wings you had spread wide to soar to the terrestrial peaks where light is most ardent: it is for you to simply waith the descent of the Fire — supposing it to be willing to take possession of you.
Saints are not saints by chance, nor by choice, but by necessity — because there is a hunger in their soul which can not be satisfied by anything less than the divine.
~ from THE HUNGER OF THE SOUL by Nancy Pope Mayorga
Our culture has lost touch with the soul and with any way to meet it. It becomes more difficult all the time simply to be quiet: mobile phones, faxes, and e-mail make us more accessible to the intrusions of information. Being reflective may soon seem a radical act. Without being reflective, without entering into moments of silence, we cannot let the soul in. The soul's voice is a still, soft one, and we must be quiet if we are to hear it.
~ from A FIELD GUIDE TO THE SOUL by James Thornton
The Windforest is the giver and sustainer of the Rainforest's abundant life as well as the means by which the byproducts of living are universally shared. It is the conquerer of inanimate space and time, and it is the soul of the living world.
The canary began to sing again. The sun had struck it, and its throat and tiny breast had filled with son. Francis gazed at it for a long time, not speaking, his eyes dimmed with tears.
"The canary is like our soul. It sees bars around it, but instead of despairing it sings, and see: one day its song shall break the bars."
A prescription for continued SOUL growth SILENCE in large doses BREATHING deeply and consiously throughout the day LISTENING and ATUNING to the inner Voice of Love GIVING THANKS always for all things RESTING IN PRAYER regularly each day DISCOVER your INTERCONNECTEDNESS with ALL STAYING CONNECTED to your guardian angel ASKING, IMAGINING, DREAMING, ENVISIONING a peace-filled world SINGING your unique heart-song daily LOVING the Mystery . . . TRUSTING the Process ever SERVING in the Divine Plan!
BLESSED BE, dear friends! May you pause these summer days to bask in solitude and silence. They will refresh your soul! for, Love's sacred Spark is lit in the secret space of the soul, the innermost depths of silence, where the Divine Fire makes its hearth.
