Tuesday, March 4, 2014

The Fringe Of Our Endless Sea

The soul looks steadily forwards, creating a world for her, leaving worlds behind her. She has no dates, no rites, nor persons, nor specialties, nor men. The soul knows only the soul; the web of events is the flowing robe in which she is clothed.

Ralph Waldo Emerson wrote that thought in his 1841 essay, The Over-Soul. We are just beginning to understand the diverse worlds in which the soul frolics and expands. Our ability to focus on one world leaves us feeling lost. It seems we only read one chapter in a limitless chapter book, and expect to understand the complete story. We allow our imagination to crash into a self-created rocky shore on the fringe our endless sea.

The 19th century was a monumental period of growth for the human race. We battled the evils we created with religion, and fought our inner demons with the power of God. The soul was an invisible entity. It was tethered to narrow-minded rituals, and false truths. Emerson knew better. He let the world know that we are free from the insanity of limits even though we create them. He knew we created them in order to expand from them.

Every roadblock we create is a challenge for the ego not the soul. As Emerson so eloquently points out, we create one world in order to expand in another. The soul lives in all of our worlds, and accepts the flowing robes of diversity it creates in all of them.

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