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Gifts for the Soul

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All of my life I've been searching, as many of us will, for that perfect love -- this love, greater than any other. I think it has been a search that has taken me through many lifetimes; always searching for that intangible quality that gives life meaning and purpose.

I recall when I was, oh! still young in years, perhaps twelve or so, when I asked my mother: "Ma," I said, "how do you know when your in love?" And I'll never forget her reply. Daughter, said she: "When your in love, you won't have to ask." What ever did she mean?

Now, I had loved the smell of fresh air and flowers, the peace and comfort I felt on many occasions whenever I looked at a beautiful blue sky or the massive billowy effect of the clouds. I enjoyed frolicking in surf and snow, or trampling through leaves. I could enjoy and feel love for just about everything; especially in youth: the birds, the trees, mountains, animals. Oh! how I would love to watch a squirrel or observe a baby fawn on our weekend trips to the mountains. They always appeared so very graceful and in touch with nature, no questions asked.

At such times, I could almost feel and touch that very same place. But then, we would begin our homeward journey. I would feel saddened because we were leaving that love behind---(or so I thought). Not really having that permanent love I seemed to be looking for, I continued my search. Where is this great love? -- a love greater than any other?

It was a natural progression as biology soon taught, that love, true love, involved the opposite sex. After all, having received instruction from my english teacher that one can love a person but when referring to objects such as birds, dogs or ice-cream, this was just a "like" -- you must say, I like this or that. It was drilled into my skull that we only use the term love when referring to people. To a teen-age girl, boys naturally became the name of the game.

My first real encounter gave me a terrific hint about love's true meaning. "Love is like good wine," he said. "It must be aged before it can be appreciated." Well, that all sounded fine and beautifully poetic---(as he was trying to score). I was fully aware of his intentions, you see; and fortunate enough to have understood mine. I decided that I wanted to be aged before I would try his kind of love. I mean, wine is fine but you can also wake up the next morning with a heck of a headache.

After this point, I sought in quiet desperation tranquil moments piercing at the nighttime sky. Loneliness would fill my heart and tears would roll down my cheeks as I inwardly prayed to an unknown source. If only I could hold the moon, sun and stars in my hands, I thought. In heightened moments like this, I actually felt as if I held the moon right in the palms of my hands; but oh!, I would sigh, if only I understood -- I mean really, really, understood just one thing, I could have the world lay at my feet.

Never being satisfied, it was now becoming clear, I still did not have the answer to that biggy and all important question: Where is love? My mother's words would ring in my ears, yet here I was seventeen and still asking.

As fate would have it, I finally meet the man of my dreams, and got married. I love him dearly; even now, some fifteen odd years later. Still something was missing. As good well bred Americans, we had two sons and the moon and sun did rise and shine in them, and still do. Yet this feeling of loneliness persisted. I did not yet find that perfect divine love my soul seemed to be searching for. It's odd now, looking back because at that time, I did not even know what a soul was, let alone believe that I had one.

Next, in good old American tradition, came the house and our family pet; our very own beagle. Could you imagine thinking that a dog could fulfill all of my hopes and dreams, and add that little something to our family entourage'?

This could be written as the typical, average American story. Quiet boring actually. Come on now! -- well isn't it?

Then I met a friend, a very special friend, one who I love dearly, and all sorts of past life memories began to surface. It was here, that I began to believe in the existence of the soul and along with this realization came the acceptance that even I had one. I even began to believe that I was psychic. (Imagine that, me a psychic).

Were it not for this chance meeting, I never would have come to the point of believing in the souls's existence, let alone believe that I had one. Still, there was something missing. I mean, what's psychic for? As I was developing my abilities and experiencing phenomenon, reading and writing, (which eventually developed into a kind of teacher-ship), I became spiritual.

Now spiritual to me, is a lot closer to that extra something I had been searching for. Profound events began to transpire as I was magically transported into another yet deeper realm. I became closer to God. With God now present in my life, I began to think in terms of Spirit instead of soul.

Ironic as it may seem, and after thirty years of searching in this present lifetime, I remembered something very, very important in connection with my dream-vision. So important was it's message, that I like many of us, had forgotten it. I remembered an extra phrase attached to end of that all important directive. You know, the saying of that Voice I heard. I had my answer. The total directive was:

"Go then and find a love greater than any other,"
"then" "COME BACK TO ME!"

Now I knew what scripture "really" meant when it said: "I am in you, as you were in me;" and then again where it says: "If you had know me, you will continue to love me," and ... "I will abide with you," because, well, because: You were WITHIN ME ...

From The Beginning.

Now I understood all those lonely years and that searching longing feeling.

Dear VOICE -- I'm coming home!

And Ma -- I'm not asking anymore!