21 November 2009

Saturday Challenge, #26

Each and every Saturday, I post a new Challenge. Ranging from artistic prompts to self discovery exercises to ideas for living a wholesome, beautiful life, every Challenge seeks to inspire growth, love, creativity, and a more full life!

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The argument of whether or not the Soul exists is one that has lasted almost as long as the human race has. For some, the Soul is spiritual and will be what lasts after our bodies have disappeared from the earth; for some, it is what makes us what we are - a thinking, feeling, doing, moralistic being; for some, it is nothing at all.

I cannot claim to know anything more than anyone else on the subject, for I am merely an ordinary human and the question is so subjective that it is difficult to prove or disprove. Personally, however, I do believe that I am more than just a body, though I admit I can't quite put in terms how I believe it to be so! How we perceive the world, how we react to it; our dreams and our hopes and our paths in life - it seems that these must be governed by a part of ourselves that is higher than that which deals with instinct and basic needs and other earthly things. Do you agree, or no?

This week's challenge is this: If you drew or described a home for your Soul - for the essence of you - what would it look like? Would it be airy and light? Warm and soft? Big and open? Full of colour or nature or music or stillness? Remember that the word 'home' can be interpreted in many, many different ways!

As I was writing this post, I realised that perhaps I have stumbled across something so big that it needs to be properly thought about and returned to in a later post. Forgive me if my writing is a bit jumbled and confused; I was writing as I was thinking!


Brandi said...

I don't think I could draw a home, but I know precisely what the scene is. I remember it like a dream because that's what it was (I've only shared this with a few people and I'm reluctant to do so in general, but your writing compels me).
The warm autumn sun slides lower in the sky, emblazing the air and trees. There are rooms that are not closed, walls are missing and the fallen leaves tumble in. The walls and floor that are there have been designed and made by both man and nature; it's a seamless harmony. There are leaves lightly falling and a warm wind. It feels as if your whole body has every sense, the boundaries are so paper thin. And what's most noticeable is what moves inside of you and around you: a divinity and a love so overwhelming there are no words for it.
I don't know how to define the soul but I have no doubts about it.

Ingrid said...

that's poetry..! it's similar to how i picture my "home": a golden field next to a great tree, and purple mountains in the distance; a place so filled with love and closeness and understanding that it overwhelms me.

thank you so much for sharing!

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