What if there is no destination?
What if our only journey in life is the one back to ourselves?
What if we arrived at our soul?
What would we find there?
What if our soul was filled with the souls of others who had journeyed back to themselves, journeyed home?
What would that be like?
What if this human journey involved being fully human?
Not above, or underneath, or kinda sideways of....
But fully in our human-ness?
What if the way to our soul was through being human?
What would that mean?
What if we were fully in our bodies,
Fully in our minds,
Fully in our hearts,
All at the same time?
Is that where the soul hides?
What if there is nothing to rise above
But the belief that we must rise above?
What if there is nothing to understand
But the belief we must understand?
What if there is nothing to do,
No test, no task, no right, no wrong
What if we just sat and just were?
Is that where the soul hides?
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