I've spent alot of time on the road these last months, serpentining my way across this beautiful country of ours. While it is usually a blessing to be on the move, lately it has been anything but, making me feel like a petulant child and really throwing off my balance spiritually,  professionally and personally. I've lived on a chokingly tight schedule and it seems like I'm always 30 minutes behind for everything.  When did 24 hours fail to be enough? My professional life seems hell bent on filling every second of my day and not leaving me any time to stop to fill my heart and soul. I have been trying to scrape together several minutes here and there, mostly on planes when I had little to no access, just to check out to check in. In those moments, I return to what always gives me solace and hope: words. 

Soul revitalization  through my 'written' roots'. 

I achingly revisit author Joseph Campbell's work, which I happened to find when I was in my 20's.

'We must be willing to get rid of the life we've planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.

The cave you fear to enter holds the treasure you seek.

Follow your bliss and the universe will open doors for you where there were only walls.'

 Follow Your Bliss. Live your life full tilt.  Follow Your Bliss became my mantra. My boyfriend at the time bought me a simple silver ring with this phrase inscribed on it and I never took it off.  That sliver of a band became my touchstone as I twirled it endlessly around my finger.

Over the years, Joseph Campbell was joined by Carolyn Myss (“What drains your spirit drains your body"),  Marianne Williamson (“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us."), Pema Chodron, ("You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just the weather.”) and a littany of other writers who put my thoughts and feelings into words perfectly. And it's not just spiritual writers. I can easily add James Lee Burke, Pam Houston, Barbara Kingsolver, John Irving, Patricia Briggs, Amor Towles and a littany of others too numerous to mention.  I feverishly and meticulously write their soul touching phrases in journals so I wouldn't forget them.

These words guided and grounded me at times when it was so desperately needed. And thankfully, they still do. Creative Communication, be it written or aural, is the perfect salve for what ails the soul.

 

 

We all need to take time and ultimately the responsibility to nurture the Souls that reside within us because, well, it affects all of us. We are made of the same stuff.  My friend Emily loves the roughly translated phrase from the Bhagavad Gita: 'The Universe is Made From Us.' 

We are the keepers of our Souls because we are the keepers of Us. What helps one helps all.

So when you are feeling like you're down a quart:

Find your words.

 Find Your Bliss.

Because we all need it.

 

 

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