Everything and Everyone Has a Soul

If you disagree, you just think about things differently than I do

I believe there is a soul within every part of life we interact with.

The dictionary definition of a soul is: emotional or intellectual energy or intensity, especially as revealed in a work of art or an artistic performance.

It does not make me too caring or too emotional to put meaning into everything and everyone; it makes me myself. I think the world should be kinder to what we interact with.

That sign you pass, by the road you drive on every day, says “Hi” to you as you drive by, and notices your hair’s changed. Don’t you feel it’s energy? It’s life behind the nothingness you assign to it? Do you feel it? Do you? I do. I think everyone should.

I’ve met many people who have deemed others “soulless” as to suggest they don’t care for anyone or anything. I just think that’s wrong, I am that way lot’s of times. I don’t care for much sometimes, and I think that’s a whole different problem because my soul is still there. I cannot care for you and still see your soul before you look at me. I can hear it in your words and see it in your face. I don’t believe it is always a good soul or a bad one; I just know it exists. And I do my best to acknowledge it within my own and coexist with it. I think love stems from that.

Even when you detach yourself from everyone and everything, you stick yourself with that, the detachment you think is so healing. Your soul wears your feelings louder than you’d imagine. 

Being yourself is letting your soul stick out of your body on the outside. Doesn’t that sound so vulnerable? Guess what. It is!!! That’s the whole point! It is hard to be vulnerable because it quite literally feels like you are turning your skin inside out and showing it to the world to poke and squish around. Maybe hiding out is better, maybe finding someone whose soul wants to hold your hand is better, maybe maybe maybe.