We are, by nature, amphibious souls. Our spirits journey on a path that is somehow parallel and somehow separate from the journey of our days.
So, how do we move forward in both? When I work at my desk, where is my spirit? When I quiet my soul sufficiently to hear the whisper of God, what happens to my work?
Is it love that drives the act of mercy, or the act of mercy that evokes my love? My tendency is to think that it is the spirit that moves the hand. But what happens when my spirit is recalcitrant? Is it possible for my hand to move my spirit?
I try this little experiment: I close my eyes and smile. When I do this with intention, I can feel my spirit expand and my soul lift in joy. The smile has evoked my joy.
So, if I am truly amphibious, there are two ways in: the way of action and the way of contemplation. Actually, I think James says this: faith and works are inextricably linked.
So, which comes first? The frog or the egg; the tadpole or the hopper? Maybe it doesn’t matter where I start – I can get there, just the same.
I close my eyes and smile. I cherish the second path, grateful for a way around my heart, when it is feeling churlish.
[photo by John Clare per cc 2.0]
I tried the smile…and, it works! I will have to exercise other muscles on the second path.
Thanks for sharing this…
From: Quiet Hope <firstname.lastname@example.org> Reply-To: Quiet Hope <email@example.com> Date: Sun, 2 Oct 2016 19:59:55 +0000 To: Brenda <firstname.lastname@example.org> Subject: [New post] amphibious soul
celia posted: ” We are, by nature, amphibious souls. Our spirits journey on a path that is somehow parallel and somehow separate from the journey of our days. So, how do we move forward in both? When I work at my desk, where is my spirit? When I quiet my soul sufficie”