On the Soul…

“I frist believed without any hesitation in the existance of the soul, and then I wondered about the secret of its nature.

I perservered and strove in search of the soul, and found at last that I myself was the cover over my soul.

I realized that that which believed in me, that which wondered in me, that which perservered in me, that which found in me,

and that which was found at last, was no other than my soul.

I thanked the darkness that brought me to the light, and I valued the veil which prepared for me the vision in which I saw myself reflected,

the vision produced in the mirror of my soul.

Since then I have seen all souls as my soul and realized my soul as the soul of all,

And what bewilderment it was when I realized that I alone was, if there were anyone,

and I am whatever and whoever exists,

and I shall be whoever there will be in the future,

and there was no end to my happiness and joy.

Verily, I am the seed, and I am the root, and I am the fruit of this tree of life.”

~Sherifa Lucy Goodenough

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