On Navigating with Love

There are some experiences in life that seem almost magical or otherworldly as they happen. Sometimes it is when you meet someone and you get a sense of déjà vu or a flash of unexplained feelings. Or when you hear or read something that just seems to strike some sort of chord within you about its unexplainable truth.

One of the dozen or so times this happened to me is when I had first read that the soul is the connection to the divine (God, nature, or whatever you choose to call all that is). I was so moved by this simple statement. The truth of it was so obvious to me in that moment that it sparked one of those otherworldly flash feelings. The article discussed how the soul doesn’t dish out advice like our loud, animal, thinking brains do. But if you quiet the monkey mind and ask your soul for guidance, the right answer is always there waiting to be heard.

Wow. Yes.

I knew that somewhere but didn’t realize it until then. A few hours later, after mulling it over, I posted something on Facebook about it—a short quote I made up as my own interpretation of this. It had very few “likes.” Guess my Facebook tribe didn’t get it.

Not long after, I heard a podcast about the moral compass. The speaker explained how we experience negative emotions (depression, hopelessness, anxiety, etc.) when we aren’t living according to our moral compass.
Right—that makes sense too. And in my own interpretation, I understood that moral compass connection to be through the soul, which is connected to all that is. When we can’t hear or follow that sound advice and live against it, we feel unhappy.

Then, not long after, I started to better understand the deeper meaning of the yoga I was attracted to. The focused attention of breath and movement quieted the monkey mind. Meditation and quieting the mind became a way to really hear that inner guidance—something that, without question, always knows the right and loving way to be in this world.

I felt so inspired to write this morning because when I opened my email, something caught my eye strongly enough for me to open it. It spoke about the idea that love is not something we earn, but something that exists as our foundation—and that it is from that place that real change happens.

The message brought the idea of the soul and moral compass home for me. It reflected on the idea that we are created in the likeness of the divine (or nature, or whatever we connect to spiritually), and that likeness is love.

The takeaway, as I understood it, is that when we are not living from a place of love, we are out of alignment with who we truly are. And when we are living with love, we are acting in accordance with our deepest truth.

Love… Love it. To me that says it all.

Maybe, just maybe… the allegory of the apple and the suffering that followed was about losing trust in that love. Not listening to the soul. Not having faith in what is.

The soul knows. Perhaps we should listen a bit closer. It’s always there—the quiet, steady voice. Not the loud one demanding attention, but the softer one that doesn’t need to shout to be true.

Maybe listening to it really is a step away from fear and suffering.

Hey… it’s worth a try!

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On Vagueness

via Daily Prompt: Vague

There’s something about vagueness that catches my attention now in a way it didn’t before.

When an answer or a story feels vague, it’s often easy to brush past it. Sometimes there are harmless reasons—protecting a surprise, avoiding unnecessary drama, or simply not having a clear answer yet.

But other times, vagueness feels different.

Subtle. Slightly off. Like something isn’t quite being said.

I’ve started to notice that feeling more in my own life. Not as a clear thought, but as something quieter—more like a small internal pause. A moment where something doesn’t fully land.

And if I’m being honest, I can think of many times I’ve ignored it.

Times when answers didn’t quite add up, but I didn’t press.
Times when something felt off, but I told myself it was nothing.
Times when I wanted something to be true badly enough that I didn’t question it.

Looking back, I can usually see that I knew—at least on some level.

Not in a loud, obvious way. But in that quiet way that doesn’t demand attention… unless we’re willing to give it.

It’s not always about distrust or assuming the worst. It’s more about noticing when something doesn’t fully settle, and being willing to stay with that feeling just a little longer.

Maybe ask one more question.
Or simply not rush to smooth it over.

I think most of us have felt that small internal signal before.

The real question is whether we listen to it—or explain it away.

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