Whispers of the Soul

The Poem of the Soul The Souls Flight Artist: Anne Francois Louis Janmot

Pointing to a rock, Clarke Berry (a Jungian analyst) made this statement to Francis Weller, author of In the Absence of the Ordinary. “This is my clock. I operate. At geological speed. And if you are going to work with the soul, you need to learn this rhythm because this is how the soul moves.”

He goes on to explain that what matters most to our souls is found in places of slowness, the terrain of geological speed. Weller shares, that for the sake of our souls and the soul of the world, slow down and come into the rich loam of the waiting world.

We need to take up an apprenticeship with slowness and remember this ancient mode of being. No wonder the almost endless ache of feeling as if something is missing, trying to nourish ourselves on a zero calorie diet, unable to satiate our hungry ghosts. Soul is fed by its fundamental need for encounters with beauty.    

“Let the beauty we love be what we do.” ~ Rumi

Knitting a bone takes time. Mending the soul takes even longer.

What if we could enfold ourselves in a luminous quilt stitched with golden threads? Reminding us of these patchwork pieces of wisdom? Our soul food.

Beauty.

Time.

Slow.

Rest.

Restore.

Renew.

Soul is subtle so we need to move at a rhythm slow enough to become attuned to her energizing mystery, Weller writes.

In the upcoming days/weeks, which can often become frantic with activity, busyness, to do lists; perhaps there exists another way? What if it is to remind ourselves to attend to, slow down to geological time, so that we can become attentive to the quiet whispers of our souls beckoning us inward.

S Slowing

O Oneself

U Unabashedly (to)

L Listen

In honor of soul, I will be taking time to enjoy family during the holidays, and will be returning in the new year. I deeply appreciate and thank each of you for landing here to learn, unlearn, grow, and provide a foundation of support.

Upon return, I will be sharing twice monthly. I welcome guest writers always, so please reach my way if you are interested. You may email me for more information and any questions you may have. spacetofeelings@gmail.com

“Listen to the wind, it talks. Listen to the silence, it speaks. Listen to your heart, it knows.”  ~ Ojibwe Prayer

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