There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled.
There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled.
You feel it, don’t you?
Rumi
soul
free the dancing star in your life
You need chaos in your soul to give birth to a dancing star
Friedrich Nietzsche
There are many interpretations for this quote. My meaning I take to be…
Only with a freedom in your heart, a freedom to be yourself, to discover and embrace your existence, with all the chaos and complexity that might bring, only then can you bring your dancing star to the surface. A free, expressive version of your ‘self’ that brings light and wonder to the world.
seasons of the soul
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
Albert Camus
Now it’s 34 degrees, I yearn for the cooling currents of a winter’s wrath
Me
I should, I should, I should…
Your ego is a false identity that your mind created
and then you took up residence in
The “I shoulds” and “I musts” we tell ourselves belong to our ego. It’s not all you are. In fact it’s an illusion, albeit a very influential one.
Be more than your ego. Listen to your soul. Fly free.
we are, what we give
Be a lamp, or a lifeboat, or a ladder. Help someone’s soul heal.
Walk out of your house like a shepherd
Rumi
We are, what we give to others.
the voice of the soul
Crying is how your body speaks when your mouth can’t explain the pain you feel
Sometimes when we cry, we seek to hide it. Like it is something to be embarrassed about, or even ashamed of. Yet crying is natural. It is a way in which we speak our truth when words cannot suffice. The soul speaking.
There is no greater feeling than crying with laughter. A joy often experienced with others. With friends and loved ones. An uplifting, energising joy. Feeding the soul.
When we remember someone, let us recall them through tears of joy, caught in the moment. Memories of happiness. Memories that fed the soul. For there they live on, forever.
God bless you Des.
Always with us…
on the hunt for dinosaur bones.
our eyes face the wrong way…
Our eyes face the wrong way.
Oh sure, looking outwards has its uses – fewer lampposts walked into, glorious sunsets to admire, great novels to read, smiles to warm our hearts, choosing your next Krispy Kreme donut (that may just be me)
The problem is that so much of our truth, our success, our learning, our qualities, our gifts, our struggle, our reason for being, our beauty, our essence, our soul … lies inside us.
And we can’t see it.
Yet it drives our behaviour, our choices, our joy, our sadness, our fulfillment, our happiness.
The world outside can be beautiful, but take a moment to look inside.
That can be beautiful too.
where do you find yourself?
I don’t mean now at this minute… in the office, walking to a meeting, having a coffee, in the bath… I don’t mean physically where are you at this precise moment.
I mean, where do you go, to find yourself?
Where do you re-group, resource yourself, check in? Where do you go to validate yourself? Where do you go to make sense and meaning from your interaction with the world, with life? Where do you check for congruence with you?
Maybe you meditate, or do yoga? Maybe you listen to music? Maybe you walk? Maybe you run? Maybe you sit alone and reflect quietly looking out of the window?
Maybe you don’t do something or go anywhere?
Maybe instead it’s an entirely internal process? Maybe you step outside of yourself and look – in your mind’s eye as it were? Maybe you go inside and connect with a feeling? Listen to your heart? Check out your gut feel? Maybe you have a known sense of you, a deep sense of self, a sense of your soul? Maybe you calibrate against that?
And what do you get from doing whatever you do?
Is it a way to preserve yourself? A way to survive? Is it a way to regroup? Is it about balance? Is it about correcting your course? Is it to find meaning? Is it to make sense? Is it so you know you haven’t lost yourself? Is it about resourcing yourself for the next step? Is it just a warm safe place? Maybe you just want to be sure of you?
“Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind.
“Pooh!” he whispered.
“Yes, Piglet?”
“Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s paw. “I just wanted to be sure of you.”
Be your own Piglet.
Be sure of your Pooh.
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