Unwinding as a kid, is always something one treasures. Getting to a place where you can truly be at one with your soul; zoning out to a place of total silence, being so totally engrossed with what you are doing - it seems not to exist. It is like being in a vacuum, on another planet - you hear nothing, except that which you are doing.
Over the years, the distractions and demands of the world appear to draw us away from this transcendental state. As an adult, we lose touch with what made us who we are; what delights us and what sets our hearts on overdrive. We feed everybody else's soul, but our own. We become fixed on a path of automation, where spontaneity is frowned upon and the love of curiosity is drown out by the mundaneness of adult life.
We all fall victim to the demands of modernity - the pressures, pains, the very spark that lights one's life. Our world eventually comes crashing down and we are seriously at a loss, as to why. We ask ourselves, why is my life not working - we realise something is amiss. So we pose questions. We are then instructed by all sorts of friends and professionals, who come up with a myriad of solutions to fix our problems, because we think they know what's best for us.
We get so used to hearing the voices and suggestions of others, we no longer listen to our own; we lose trust in ourselves and we constantly question that with which we all were born - faith.
'Oil is never found on the earth's surface,
one must dig deep to find it.
No one can tell you where to dig
or how much lies beneath the crust.
...But you must dig, none the less.'
Faith in our inner voice, of who and what we were born to be - is such a foreign concept for so many individuals, we believe it has to be some new, fandangled thought form that only science can explain. We believe that if science, the newspaper, internet, consultant professional or some other considered viable source doesn't tell us us so - then we can't possibly make a decision, because our voice is wrong. It can't be trusted. Our viewpoint must be ill considered, not back by science and therefore holds no worth. The ripple effect of modernity telling us what we can and cannot do, becomes so overwhelming; the soul losses strength in its conviction and withers away to a mere ember of its origin.
That ember remains dormant in all of us. I don't believe it ever dies; it's just the fuel that once feed the flame of desire has all but exhausted its reserves. 'Oil is never found on the earth's surface, one must dig deep to find it. No one can tell you where to dig or how much lies beneath the crust - but you must dig, none the less.'
Re-igniting that ember, becomes a difficult task in today's world and many of us will pass through, without ever having found peace or fulfilment in what delights one's soul.
The answers will never lie in the voices of others. Your heart's desire was fuelled as a child; you dug holes, looked under rocks, crossed streams, climbed trees, even talked to yourself to find it. And...you found that special place, where time stood still and your heart soared.
Spend time with 'you', dig deep and soar...