Seed to Soul ..

From the moment our seed spirit enters the physical form, it seems we become ‘trapped’ and feel as if we are stuck on the inside, always looking out.  The husk takes it’s form, then, after entering into this sometimes harsh world, hardens and becomes cold – perhaps almost dead – to the outside world (depending upon how difficult early life was).

The seed tumbles through it’s environment, looking for somewhere to put down roots.  From the time we reach adulthood, we have a few dalliances with the excitements of living, then move into more sombre depths of life’s machinery.  The frustrations of the spirit begin to make occasional appearances, and in an attempt to listen to these often startling appearances, we make cursory attempts to lull the spirit back to it’s confinement, pursuing whatever appeasement we think fit at the time.  Any of these attempts can become longer term persuits - we may try several over the decades - but none will bear fruit until we have truly wintered and frozen to our very depths. 

So within those frozen depths, as we await germination (probably mid-life),  we reach a point of questioning the very point of our existence, as the bulk of it may have seemed meaningless for those more spiritually advanced beings.  The answers are a long time coming, for time has no place in the bigger picture of the universe, and our resolve to be here is tested yet further.

Eventually, there comes a point when it serves no purpose to put up a fight with our destiny – that only serves to delay our personal epiphany.  No, what eventually must happen is a cessation of all resistance, and if you can catch it out, to duck the ego that insists on keeping us safe within the familiar.  Only then can we reach that state of acceptance where we realise that anything and everything only exists in so far as what we create within our own minds.  Notice the way many physical bodies begin to break down as they dutifully mirror how and what we think or hold onto – as the mind tires of existance, so too does the body reflect.  If we show our vessel (body) the respect it deserves for holding our precious spirit, why would we ever allow it to degenerate or come to harm? 

Reconnecting to our source is all we ever search for, and the blessings found therein are synonymous with the glow of love.  We can really blossom if we allow love to flow to each of us from the source.  If we aspire to make that connection, then we can truly appreciate the way love flows within us – through us – around us. Any limitations we perceive are held in our mind and body and thus restrict the spirit.  Free the mind - free the body - free the spirit.