The soul of a human being has been on my mind today. A life is precious, and we are all so very fortunate to be here on earth. Each individual’s creation was a miracle of chance, of a singular moment in time when everything came together at the perfect moment.
Today Tolstoy talks about the Soul and how understanding ourselves involves realizing that life is not within the body but within the soul.
However, when the body is no longer functional, where does the soul go? When we die, what happens?
Tolstoy says our souls are the most powerful things in the world? When a life is ended, though, does that power just disappear?
These are thoughts people have likely had for as long as we’ve been a species.
What I love about Tolstoy’s words are that we are One Soul in All. “We are united with all people and all creatures. Thus, we must treat as we would like to be treated not only other people but animals as well.”
He goes on to say “God lives in every kind person.” I like to think that’s no matter one’s religion. If you’re a kind person and do good deeds, you’re one with whatever god you choose as well as the earth.
Souls are lost every day to natural and tragic deaths. Some are unfair and premature, while others are gifts to end suffering.
I have witnessed both losses in the past week, one whose life was well lived and the other whose life was taken unexpectedly during a tragic accident. You hope to be the former, but we just never know when our soul will be called to the next journey.