My Soul Where Are You
In the quiet spaces of our journey, the soul waits—longing for us to return, to remember, and to reunite. After wandering through life’s twists and turns, are you ready to embrace the warmth of your forgotten soul and begin anew? Let’s wander together into the sacred union of body, soul, and spirit.
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My soul, where are you? Do you hear me? I speak, I call you - are you there? I have returned, I am here again. I have shaken the dust of all the lands from my feet, and I have come to you, I am with you. After long years of long wandering, I have come to you again. Should I tell you everything I have seen, experienced, and drunk in? Or do you not want to hear about all the noise of life and the world? But one thing you must know: the one thing I have learned is that one must live this life. Do you still know me? How long the separation lasted! Everything has become so different. And how did I find you? How strange my journey was! What words should I use to tell you on what twisted paths a good star has guided me to you? Give me your hand, my almost forgotten soul. How warm the joy at seeing you again, you long disavowed soul. Life has led me back to you. Let us thank the life I have lived for all the happy and all the sad hours, for every joy, for every sadness. My soul, my journey should continue with you. I will wander with you and ascend to my solitude. - C.G. Jung, The Red Book: Liber Novus
Such a powerful offering to muse upon. This soul that we yearn to know, to live from. We can so easily look outside of ourselves to find the answers to the questions that we seek. And yet, although these outward reflections offer us so much a sense of clarity of the parts and the pieces of our soul that we are still longing to connect with and meet, that is all that they are.
The breakthrough moment is the one that we find in complete stillness, the one that calls to us in the dark. In our waking and dream states. We are offered the opportunity to meet these parts of Self that hold the medicine to sooth or alchemically transform us.
The Great Mother is always there, making space in her fertile womb for us to come home and weave the threads of our inner sacred union. The sacred marriage of our form and formless; the union of our body, soul and spirit. Our inner masculine and feminine coming into an ecstatic union of individual wholeness.
With huge love,
LALENA ROSE
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