Some Questions You Might Ask
Is the soul solid, like iron?
Or is it tender and breakable, like
the wings of a moth in the beak of the owl?
Who has it, and who doesn’t?
One question leads to another.
Does it have a shape? Like an iceberg?
Like the eye of a hummingbird?
Does it have one lung, like the snake and the scallop?
Why should I have it, and not the anteater
who loves her children?
Why should I have it, and not the camel?
Come to think of it, what about the maple trees?
What about the blue iris?
What about all the little stones, sitting alone in the moonlight?
What about roses, and lemons, and their shining leaves?
What about the grass? – Mary Oliver
And what about the stones, sitting alone in the moonlight, glistening in the morning sunlight? The stones are speaking to me of late on my daily walks on the beach. They are calling to me and I am curious. I am entering more deeply into the mind of stones, who, without arms or legs choose to stay in one pace, abandoning themselves to the love and mercy of the Elements all their lives. Wherever they are, they are always surrendering without apology and with admirable humility to Gravity – their one and only God. I study their devotion.
Study the ground Lala, as a sign of attainment. – Lala
If matter is ensouled as some poets, mystics, philosophers and depth psychologists say, then can this numen of matter be lived? For me, the answer is Yes.
The Discipline of Authentic Movement is one path of access. As the Inner Witness strengthens and grows, a heightened listening and tracking of the rhythms and flutterings of luminous matter are possible, and the mover feels the truth of their union. First, it’s the matter of the body, then the entire world is ensouled. Nothing is dead. All is alive in various states of transformation. . . moving toward the Mystery.
Inside, I know remembrance
touching each mover’s stone,
and letting go.
One of the benefits of practicing the Discipline of Authentic Movement over time is to experience directly this ensoulment of the body, of all matter.
The infinite nature of the outer world is exactly the same as the infinite nature of the inner world. – Janet Adler