Soul Freedom

I’ve walked the streets of our towns and villages. I’ve seen people in different spheres of life. They all have one thing in common. And this is: they are like loose leaves of a tree, blown about in any direction the wind takes them. And like the leaves that have lost the grip of strong branches, these people have nothing to hold on to. Indeed one’s identity is shaped and moulded by that which surrounds one – be it in the physical or any other realms. We live in sundry societies, polyglot communities and multi-diverse vicinities. We live in heavily materialistic societies. Growing up in such circumstances begets personalities that almost always clash with the soul and spirit of the bearer. But all these seemingly inevitable transformations are a result of the material-ness of our being, of the world in which we live. We’ve lost identity with our core selves, which is the soul that drives these bones and fleshes. In fact, we do not even know of the existence of such a spirit within us. Or if we know, we take it lightly, for granted. Since we’ve been numbed by what our bodies falsely take as pleasures, we do not feel our souls, we do not connect with our souls and as a result, we do not nurture our souls. We live for our bodies, not knowing that our bodies are but only temporary and corporeal houses within which an eternal self lives. We do not know that these very bodies that we live for, will, someday, sooner or later, succumb and the soul will transmigrate to yet another body about which we have no knowledge. Our bodies have become soul prisons, living blindly in a prison world. No physical shackles and chains for slaves. Today’s slavery is more severe because it targets and victimizes not the body but the intricate core being of the self. Freedom, in this material world, is an illusion.