I have in my possession a few things older than me: my grandmother’s Italian espresso maker, her wedding dishes from Germany, an original Geisha Japanese doll from a century ago, and photo slides of times before I was even conceived. I am sure there are other items in my care that are older than my human 47 years. But, the oldest thing that I have is my soul. It is ageless. It has arrived here willingly accepting the ignorant, stubborn, difficult, and silliness of my humanness to travel in this incarnation. This soul has decided to witness the manipulations, rejections, and lessons of my personality while sitting back and waiting for me to acknowledge truth. This soul has guided me in moments that I felt were my last, and in other moments that have birthed me with new knowledge and awareness. Because of this I know my soul is ageless, timeless and priceless.
Whenever I look at my hands they feel like the oldest things I own because of the wear and tear they have endured. They have touched, caressed, and loved deeply. But, still they aren’t the oldest things in me. My soul knows secrets that go beyond my age and experiences. When I allow the openness to lead the way, magic is created. That’s intuition! It happens through synchronicity and serendipity…or is it a prearranged destiny that I am finally aligning to it?
We arrive into this world with amnesia. We forget the reason we are here and what needs to be done. We travel unconscious and erratic while waiting for someone to explain the meaning of our lives. When we begin to honor the authenticity of spirit the soul starts to show us truth. We begin to meet the teachers along the way. Events, circumstances and the depth of life proceed to show us the reason for our existence. It doesn’t happen quickly. It arrives through small moments, conversations, listening and tasting the simple things around us. It comes through the whispers of prayer, meditation and creativity.
Whether you believe in past lives, reincarnation, or other metaphysical subjects, there is an understanding that our souls are much older than our bodies. I know things that make no sense to me. I have no clue where the information has arrived into my brain. And, because I sometimes have little filtering the words shoot out before I can analyze and retrieve them. This is when I witness firsthand the vastness of my soul, the ageless miracle of spirit. The unknown makes its presence known and connects to another soul. It is mystical!
Have you thought about the age of your soul: the weight of its knowledge; the size of its information; the connections to those around you; the lessons it wants to teach you? They are beautiful and awed-stricken thoughts. If, and when, we let go of the idea that we have control, the soul flourishes. It blossoms and appreciates the awareness of ego finally letting go. It teaches you faith, belief, hope, and grace. Your soul, my soul, every soul, is here to learn, love, and experience life to the fullest. It comes in with obliviousness and slowly starts to remember its purpose through the whispers of the heart. We begin to remember what we were programmed to forget through society. Surrender to your yearning. Listen closely. Be present. Follow your intuition. It is there that the soul smiles and claims its presence while guiding you to the greatness of your evolution.
“Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.” ~ Anne Sexton