Saturday, August 18, 2018

Called

I feel called. Called to love. Not just love in the way it is casually thought of, but deep love, soul love, God's love. I don't feel called to sit in a cave and meditate on love, although I feel those moments are beneficial and appropriate. I feel called to be with people and just really love them. To love them for their sake and to love them for my sake.

I want to love with every look, smile, hug, and brush of the arm. I want love to radiate from within me in a way that it can be felt without any other intention. I don't want it to be mistaken for what it isn't.

I want to understand the body. This shell that houses our soul. I want to know its function. I want to know how it heals itself. I want to know what it needs to be appropriately nourished. I want to know how far it is wise to push it.

In conjunction with the body as a whole, I want to understand the brain. I want to know how it operates, how it correlates with the workings of the body. I want to know what happens to it when we die. Do our souls and our brains function independently of each other? Is the brain just the physical manifestation of the soul? Brain damage seems to limit our capacities... what does that mean for the soul?

Just listened to two podcasts that I highly recommend. Both are Super Soul Sunday Podcasts:
1. Father Richard Rohr: Finding Your True Self
2. Adyashanti: Falling Into Grace