My Soul's Journey
My Soul's Journey
What is this illusion that I perceive as being reality? This world in which I live and operate, it seems more alien to me with each passing day. The ways in which man strives to gain the world at the expense of his own soul as well as the souls of others, makes the realization that I am but a pilgrim sojourning here more apparent than ever. I can’t relate to the concept. I see the lost souls, and my heart hurts for them. I see the injustices that striving for power creates, and it spurs my righteous anger. I find myself in a constant battle to keep the truth of my Spirit alive.
I find myself longing for my spiritual homeland. My mind is occupied with what lies beyond this existence; my true home. The pleasures, pains, opportunities, and experiences of living are becoming a distraction to what is most important to me. The things without, take away from the things within. The desire to return to whence I came is so strong now; it’s almost overpowering. It’s hard not to look with anticipation to the day when I am truly set free, and am soaring to new heights.
But I know that I came to complete my soul’s lessons; to achieve my dreams, and to fulfill my purpose of sharing the truth of Spirit to those who have forgotten their own. Only by sharing the struggle to recognize my value, my strength, my inherent ability to create my own heaven on earth, and my ability to overcoming the self defeating beliefs that other’s have held out to me, can I encourage those who don’t see the same qualities contained within themselves. To inspire others to reach for the stars and to believe in themselves. To trust that God is with them…willing to provide all that they are in need of if only they can believe.
What is this illusion that I perceive as being reality? This world in which I live and operate, it seems more alien to me with each passing day. The ways in which man strives to gain the world at the expense of his own soul as well as the souls of others, makes the realization that I am but a pilgrim sojourning here more apparent than ever. I can’t relate to the concept. I see the lost souls, and my heart hurts for them. I see the injustices that striving for power creates, and it spurs my righteous anger. I find myself in a constant battle to keep the truth of my Spirit alive.
I find myself longing for my spiritual homeland. My mind is occupied with what lies beyond this existence; my true home. The pleasures, pains, opportunities, and experiences of living are becoming a distraction to what is most important to me. The things without, take away from the things within. The desire to return to whence I came is so strong now; it’s almost overpowering. It’s hard not to look with anticipation to the day when I am truly set free, and am soaring to new heights.
But I know that I came to complete my soul’s lessons; to achieve my dreams, and to fulfill my purpose of sharing the truth of Spirit to those who have forgotten their own. Only by sharing the struggle to recognize my value, my strength, my inherent ability to create my own heaven on earth, and my ability to overcoming the self defeating beliefs that other’s have held out to me, can I encourage those who don’t see the same qualities contained within themselves. To inspire others to reach for the stars and to believe in themselves. To trust that God is with them…willing to provide all that they are in need of if only they can believe.
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