The search
for soul ignites the invisible, interior self into the pigments of being –
which blossoms into the colors personhood.
Soul
deploys mythic energy – story force – which weaves your dreams into mine. Myth,
story, narrative is the vision of our common soul – the circle of our eternal
return from sleep to waking, from the absurd to the sustaining.
Look for
soul in deep old-growth trees where the rain lives before rising.
Soul admits
us to a transformational field. There, we meet innovatively the animal sadness
in the body that defines our humanity.
Working
daily with the trauma and personal deformity of our accidental lives requires a
special kind of courage. This is soul.
The
dauntless concentration that can see through the flux of consciousness to the
primal space where being makes healing available comes at a price. Soul is the
cost of laboring with corruption for the commerce of joy.
Soul is how
a human being transforms to human becoming.
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