Rumi and the soul
Yesterday at the yoga/ health and "whatnot" blog
I was musing about soil and soul,
and mentioned the possibility of
further musings
and
ideas
on the
"soul" part of that pair.
(Nice pair,
eh,
soil
and soul.
Deep,
rich,
sweet,
fertile,
and so on.)
So, let's start with some soul
possibilities and immediate associations:
One:
it sounds like a big deal, doesn't it?
Two,
it sounds like a fertile field for all sorts
of random and metaphysical nonsense,
of the sort:
"My soul yearns for connection
to the truth,"
"i am lost without my soul
mate"
"the soul yearns for the Infinite."
all these statements
could be true,
and could be the sort of pseudo truth
that can drive anyone crazy
Three:
it could be a way of paying
attention to something more
important than we usually pay attention to,
as
in
"What profit a person
to gain the world
and lose
their soul,"
though these days,
most people will
take the world
or even a big chunk of it
(even a little chunk)
in a minute
over something vague
and possibly wonderful
like the soul
Four:
it's a nice concept
to consider
as a concept
Five:
it's a nice concept
to imagine
experiencing
without any concept
Six:
????
and let's let a little Rumi
speak to this yearning
which may be from our "soul,"
or our deepest self
or
our self
or ??????
Here's Rumi:
"a craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed,
and cut holes in it,
and called it a human being
Since then, it has been wailing
a tender agony of parting,
never mentioning the skill
that gave it life as a flute."
from a Coleman Barks translation,
of course
So Rumi
takes us
to a place of vague remembrance,
or forgetting
of some greater
origin
and maybe that remembrance
is through the/ our soul
and maybe what we (almost)
remember
is our soul
and maybe our little soul
remembers the Big Soul
that crafted it
and maybe....
and
and
in the quiet moments
we do sense a connection
to something vast
and amazing
something vast
and small
and everything
and
nothing
(covering all the bases here)
and
maybe that has something to do
with what we try to do
with the word
(it's just a word,
a concept)
soul
the soul
as that within us
that recognizes
this simplicity
and this immensity
and others
might say
the soul
is this immensity
actually, just occurs to me
if you want to have a sweet experience
and get bambozzled by a lot of Deep Soul
truth/ nonsense
read the Alchemist,
by Paulo Cueho,
either great wise one,
or con man,
or a bit of both
and,
i have to admit
the book is sweet
sweet
seductive
and ......
you find out
if you want
tomorrow,
at http://wakeup-feldenkrais.blogspot.com/
we'll talk about body
and soul
or brain
and soul
who knows
tomorrow
is another day
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