More on movement.

I suppose the stillness should come from within. There is this quote that entered my life sideways and struck me squarely in my heart.

All is well with my soul.

Isn’t that just exactly what it is? All is well in my soul. Now I don’t have any grip on faith or souls. I don’t believe in anything that I’ve seen articulated so far. But I do know that if you pulled me apart atom by atom and then put me back together in the same configuration that I would no longer be me.

I am not the ship of Theseus, there is something else besides the wood planks and nails and the journey that I have been on. There is a little light around the edges of all these things that are more me that any other moving part. I believe that this is the soul.

Now can the soul be still? Or maybe still isn’t the right word…can all be well with my soul if the rest of my life is in disarray?

Can my mind be cluttered and my heart be broken but my soul still be at peace?

I’ve met people who always seem to have this inner calm. It isn’t that they have everything together but there is something very fundamental that they have. I don’t know what it is, and like all beautiful and miraculous things I only know it when I see it.