I’ve always appreciated good gear.
It’s a fabulous feeling to be out in a spectacular landscape with the wind blowing and sleet pelting, and yet be completely warm and comfortable.
Our lower bodies—physical, emotional, mental—are the great gear for our soul. They take the hit of the elements, while soul sits safely ensconced, unharmed, unwavering.
The problem arises when we think our great fleece hat, Gortex jacket and waterproof boots are us.
In truth we are soul.
As we open to this reality, the lower layers fade in importance, until we fully embody the love that we are.
P.S. I found this photo among my late mother’s possessions and it reminded me of the many storms I weathered in Alaska’s Aleutian Islands. Just like soul, I was impervious to the even the wildest of weather.