Letter from the Soul

I am you.

Dear Child,

I am your soul and I hear the questions you ask me. They are floating around me like an echo in the mountains. Still, they are far away. They touch me not.

“Who are you, dear Soul?” is what I perceive. And “how is it to be you?” Then I observe you wallowing in thoughts.

“The physical body,” you think “can express itself easily. Imbalance encounters me with illness, pain, tension, or with any inflammation.” And then, after a while, you think. “I actually cannot recall what balance feels like in my body. Well-being is a kind of flowing state in which I almost lose touch to my physical me. Balance is quiet. Imbalance is noisy. Am I really only aware of my body when there is something not in order?”

“The energy,” you think “can express itself easily. Imbalance encounters me with tiredness, with exhaustion, with powerlessness.” And then, after a while, you think. “I actually cannot recall what balance feels like in my energy system. Well-being is a kind of flowing state in which I almost lose touch to my energetic body. Balance is quiet. Imbalance is noisy. Am I really only aware of my energies when there is something not in order?”

“The mind,” you think “can express itself easily. Imbalance encounters me with fear, with sadness, with anger, with pity, with…