Today I give myself a rest in my frantic search for soul and self. If soul is present in all that is, how can I find it? I am both the finder and the found, the seer and all that is seen. It is not easy to be with the moment and allow myself to experience deeper and deeper layers of reality; I am constantly tempted to get up, to lose myself in distraction. I continue to be involved with things that look like self, only to find soul is not contained there, either. I want to grab soul, hold it, put it away where I can’t lose it again. I want to own it so that it cannot be taken from me. To accept that soul exists only in the moment-to-moment experience of life, and that it comes and goes with my awareness of it, can be difficult. It can make me want to bottle, store and label it. Today I will let soul go so that I can find it.

I will be present for soul and ask my soul to be present for me.

How shall I grasp it? Do not grasp it. That which remains when there is no more grasping is the self.
Pandachari