WHEN IT COMES to realness of self, we quickly delve into the substance, the source, the direction, and the destination of the soul. We cannot escape it. Soon we deal with the ethereal. Soon we are in a fortified post very unlike the world we plan we belong in. Even those ly spiritual of persons are awkwardly positive in such a locale.
The last finish of a soul is a meeting with God - face to face, since it were - where, for one splinter second, we gain the spiritual wherewithal to perceive God is (or was) with us.
We perceive God's presence has licked the deepest corner of our souls in this:
"Beauty of the whole that kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the impressible soul to tears."
~EDGAR ALLAN POE (1809-1849)
But in that place is also something that takes us at a distance from this enjoyment of God by the manifestation of us, individuals, salute our souls. When we enjoy such supremely developed beauty - like Pachelbel Canon in D - we own the very vehicle that takes us into the Holy of Holies, through the agency of our human-seeking-superhuman spirituality.
We must endure many levels of frustration in this life - some frustrations enlist in and reside at the level of our souls. If we cannot speech these frustrations - making them better, or uniform acceptable - we find we sink farther into the nebulous world of our vital principle's frustration. Honesty is the clew, and the courage to be honest; to subsist bold.
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Frustrations they rise,
When our souls are scowled,
There our weakness lies,
Where our rectitude's fouled.
When we must lie,
And betray ourselves from within,
Our inner selves die,
And we find ourselves in transgress.
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Soul frustrations are those things inside life that we lie about - that which, deep down, we know are veracious. What happens if we tell men we're happy when we're in truth actually very sad, confused, angry, or give pain to is we lie only to ourselves, and we mainspring our souls distress.
When our souls are frustrated, we've gotten into habits of recumbent about how we really feel to the externality world. It's like we're person person in the world (our exterior persona) and another person (with unavowed issues) within ourselves.
This is surrounding being at one with ourselves.
When we seduce ourselves then we're in deate for depressive illnesses - this is wherefore during grief we may be make a into depression; it's because our identities esteem been torn, and our operating probity is broken.
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Depression can be cogitation of as a misfiring of our interior selves. Whenever we lose our operating uprightness due to grief - when our identities are torn - it causes fire frustration. The inner fabric of our life is challenged and it flounders. What we grape-juice do to reduce soul frustration is simply be truer to ourselves. That takes audaciousness.
© 2013 S. J. Wickham.
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