If My Soul Could Speak
In the whispers of majestic White Pine trees as brisk gusts of wind caress their soft needles, one can hear the breath of a baby, the admonition of an elder, and even the sails of a schooner on the open sea. Indeed, we utilize our imagination in many ways, yet when presented situations like this, rarely do we explain what we hear as imaginary.
Our senses translate and perceive what we hear as Real, moreover, as Meaningful. When one believes there are no coincidences in life, such as this writer, many occurrences and experiences in life hold special, specific or significant meaning and can be associated with events of our past, symbols of our future and warnings of potential danger ahead.
Imagine, then, what one might hear if my soul could speak! It may tell of faded memories of family who’ve passed on, or fears of my childhood, or the dreams of a righteous father for his children. Without question, however, my soul would speak of Truth, of Gratitude, of Humility and Perseverance of Faith. And it would definitely speak of the Glory of God and the unimaginable beauty, peace and love of something known only as heaven.
My soul, you see, is my conscience that guides my thoughts and actions, that inner voice that
reminds me of the “right” things to do. It is my “true north” as I travel through life, it is the supportive embrace that comforts me in times of need. Most importantly, it is my Voice to the world by my actions, interactions, intentions, hopes and dreams. It defines me to others and protects me as I journey toward eternity.
“My soul is the essence of Who I am, how I think, what I believe and the “rules” I follow as I grow throughout my earthly life and existence. It is my reference point for every thought I create, my cookbook for this recipe called humanity. As you’ve undoubtedly read and heard many times, my soul is my Alpha and Omega, my personal universe. And ultimately, my soul is what remains when my physical vessel can pulse no more.”
I believe the soul is inextricably connected to our physical bodies until that moment of separation that occurs throughout the death process. The soul is pure energy that is encapsulated within our bodies and then peels away and vaporizes into yet another form of energy as our spirit lives on at death.
You see, I’ve witnessed first hand and experienced so many occurrences and situations that I simply could not logically explain, other than being the direct result of some divine intervention, whether a guardian angel’s influence or perhaps the actual embrace of God upon my life. Experiences that resonate of goodness and godliness, that indelibly mark my soul as witness and testimony to the “Truth”.
So, in the whispers of majestic White Pine trees as brisk gusts of wind caress their soft needles, listen attentively and you will hear the drama, joy and deliverance of your life, and perhaps others lives. And make no mistake, it is anything but your imagination at work, but rather, the voices of angels and divine feedback from numerous dimensions of magnitude above what we know as human life.
In those moments of truth, make sure you search for the essence of your being, the path you are travelling and the destination at which your physical life will ultimately arrive. I ask that age-old and classic, yet oh so relevant of questions….. WHO ARE YOU?