One’s Spirit Is Personal
by Susan Thom(42)http://onsuchthings.com
When feeling ill, such as with the flu, we can describe our symptoms to someone else. They can relate, and we work though it. We all suffer from one ailment or another. We deal with pain. We can commiserate about our bad hips or our deteriorating knees, or our depression. What about diseases like cancer and Muscular Dystrophy, Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s disease, people paralyzed in their own bodies?
We pray, we take medication, and we try to live better lives. When someone goes through a spiritual awakening, it is personal. No one could understand through words what it’s like for you to feel your soul hurt. I’ve always thought of my soul being right in the middle of my body, the pit of my stomach. I guess it really doesn’t matter where it is, and I think I can continue imagining it in the pit of my stomach without any negative ramifications.
When I have lost people who were close to me, especially my mother 20 years ago, my soul ached. It was letting me know it was there, but I didn’t want to deal with it, I’d rather stay in the denial, acceptance came a long time later. What I was feeling was personal, it was between my mother and myself. I could talk to people about her condition and how I felt bad for what she was going through.
But I couldn’t explain the emptiness I felt and the fear of having to say good-bye to the one person I loved most in this world. She had a terminal illness, and my soul watched as she slipped away from us. That’s something that’s hard to express, unless you’re feeling it. The soul is like the fire that burns in the basement. It keeps the whole body warm, and if we’re not good, or bad things happen, it can take that heat away.
But the light never totally goes out. We always have a second chance to learn from our past experiences, as we should and let the brightness of our soul bring us through the darker times. After a few dark times, we usually want to give up. I haven’t given up in 53 years, and don’t intend to. I know what is right, what is wrong, what is good, what is bad, and I can make my decisions based on what feels right in my soul.
As long as I can do that, there is always hope. And the strength for commitment and effort to do better and live happily. I want my soul to feel content and on the right path. That means I have to monitor myself and do the best I know how to do. I believe I have been blessed with a gift for writing, if this is the case, then I need to write articles and books that will help people.
My soul tells me it is the right thing, so I am going to try and fulfill that " prophecy. " If everyone’s souls told them the right things, there would be much more unity and brotherhood. People helping people. I do believe we are drifting towards that end, and I pray we are. To love and be loved is better than to hate and be hated.
Article submitted Wednesday, September 16, 2009 & read 4815 times.
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» left by Marijo Phelps from mountain meadow CO (313 days 22 hours ago.)
Susan, I think you did a great job of explaining some of the angst you felt when your mom was ill. Sometimes I think there are things we don't want to have to look at enough to "explain" or put words to them but in retrospect here, you "did good" AND probably various others could relate to what you said and are going through it too. Marijo (Mary Jo)Respond to this comment
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hi marijo,than you for reading and commenting.i didn't receive a notification of your comment-sorry it took so long.i hope this article reaches those in need,my best regards,sueRespond to this comment
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hi marijo,than you for reading and commenting.i didn't receive a notification of your comment-sorry it took so long.i hope this article reaches those in need,my best regards,sueRespond to this comment
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