We Are the Weavers and We Are the Woven

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The article below got me thinking about our bodies and souls. So often spiritually oriented people like to call our bodies vessels or wet suits. Those metaphors seem to dismiss the Oneness that I know many believe. The article helped me form a metaphor that feels right to me.

Read the article “A spider's web is part of its mind, new research suggests” first so you can see what I mean.

What if our souls are the spider and our bodies the web? Our bodies are an intricate part of our total being, more than just a tool. We need our bodies to have a human experience. Without them, like a spider without a web, some abilities are no longer there. There are simply some things a disembodied soul cannot do.

The physical realm has always felt like an extension of the unseen one to me. Not just a reflection. It is an extension of the Great Soul or Anima Mundi. We are souls within Soul and we are the web this Great Soul has woven to extend Its awareness and experience. Light extends from darkness. It moves like wind until it becomes almost frozen in time. It slows down and begins to take shape until it becomes something.

And we are always becoming. We extend our consciousness through our senses and even our sixth sense. We weave a web of awareness around ourselves in order to know and understand the world.

The soul doesn’t breathe, but it becomes breath as we breathe. It becomes everything as it extends out into time and space. Even disembodied, I believe the soul is always unfolding once it has become a specific point of awareness. And when it stops becoming, it is absorbed into the darkness, the womb from whence it came.

It all begins in darkness. It begins with a possibility. We are composed, constructed, woven. We come from deep within. We are song, temple, tapestry. We are compressed by our experience into a diamond that holds the light and sparkles like dew on the fine threads of the spider’s web at sunrise. Our awareness grows beyond some unseen horizon until we reach the point where it all began.