At the beginning of your life. You are just a soul. You are an entity that longs for expression, longs for the chance to play, and take delight in this wondrous universe in which it inhabits. It take many forms. Maybe it’s that tree outside your house. Maybe it is your dog. Maybe it is you.
As a child you’re fully aware of all this. You’re in awe of everything. Every single little thing, from the shape of pebbles to how many different faces you can pull at your parent. To how many ways you can make a noise, to all the different ways the ripples in the puddle move. To the rain. To dancing just how you like without anyone watching. What you didn’t know is that your soul also chose a role. It is the role of your persona. For the actor is you. Your body, your ego, your mind. He or she is the performer in which the drama of human life chooses a role. And what you forget is that it is a play. Or perhaps you were already in the most dangerous part of the play, the roleplayers that wanted to know who or what is the most destructive, so you have no choice but to forget how wondrous it to love and play inside your human body, as your role takes over and says one thing: survive. But then if you do survive and become prosperous and make children, they will get to experience the play that, while busy performing your role, you missed; and by extension you will experience that joy through them.
For this is the great secret of life. Your soul is within you, it knows all this is an illusion; it is one that we ourselves create for ourselves. It wants to experience and to feel, so it does not end the illusion fully. But it also doesn’t want you to stop playing either, to experience the joy it feels and delight. No, it wants you to be closer to it. All the while, at any moment, it can take you right to it, and maybe it has done and will again. Follow the signs it gives you, let the message of your soul into you heart, and it will. For that is what we call ‘God’. And this is also what leads us to joy. God is not an angry monarch, not a sign the dotted line business of duality and worship, God is the soul longing to feel and to touch and to achieve marvels from a form. For what is form? Form, the body, is an instrument through which the soul can create its music. And the greatest and most wondrous souls we know of on this planet are the ones that have sprung joy from themselves – from their great performances, whether they are your friends, or stars, or engineers who made you that car you love. They did it with their bodies, their hearts, their minds, their souls provided the music; all they did was listen.
For that is life, and the mind is easily tricked and filled with illusions, but the soul’s joy is always there, just a step away, waiting for you.
Am I heaven’s fool? I wonder. I have been in the presence, been enlightened by this, I have felt the touch of God in my heart. I have tried in my life to bring others to it and ended up being hurt in the process, for they all take their roles so seriously they can’t see it as I’ve seen it. Am I heaven’s fool, I wonder, so close to what they all wish for yet to them they scoff and say no, impossible, that simply does not happen on this Earth. Look at these other people who take their roles ever so seriously! They did a chart to prove that what you are saying is impossible! Look at this mental hospital. Look at these people there, who are suddenly expressing themselves, they are incoherent! Condemn! Condemn!
And the ego will always try to convince you otherwise. Will do it in a multitude of ways. In that book. In that pop song. In that annoying co-worker. Throughout life the ego, the aggressive side of the role, will want try to make you take it so seriously. Because it wants the drama, it wants to see you rise and fall like a phoenix, it wants to keep pushing you and pushing you. It is the side that says, how far can this form really go, how far can I push this body and this mind until it feels it can be pushed no further? But that side is the trickster. That side is always up to no good. And I suppose, whoever it is that is playing that role, that role of the trickster running around this universe, I am his foil. I am on the other team. I am the one that comes along and reminds you, you were never being pushed anywhere, you were right here all along; and look, how wonderful it all is!
I wonder, if only they could feel as I have felt. If they too would realise that it is more foolish to take a role so seriously, when joy and wonder was why it came here in the first place. I wonder if they all felt as I have, they would cease to fight as they have done, and complete the soul’s symphony; a harmony of one, a unity, a world filled with perfect song, this pure harmony… I wonder, if one did not take his or her role so seriously, how much joy would spring unto this planet, how much enlightenment, how much infinite possibility instead of rigid conformity there would be.
I wonder, if I was sent here to tell them. And like so many, they’ll scoff and say, impossible! Impossible!
Perhaps it is the body that angrily fights to hold onto its role. Or perhaps it is the mind. For the mind is so easily filled with illusions. Like, that you are a person. That you need this. That you need that. When all you ever wanted you saw it and felt it as that child you were. And all of it is still exactly where you left it.
If only you were to see that again. For that is what your soul wants.
For you to lift your illusion.
For you to see with your heart. Which is always free from illusion, and only full of wonder and joy.
For this is existence. That is the soul. That is why you are here.