These are field notes from the edge — a trace of the inner walk, not toward perfection, but toward deeper recognition. What follows isn’t doctrine or dogma, but an honest reflection from the terrain between paradox and purpose, between memory and moment. It’s about contrast. Sacred, maddening, revealing contrast — and the subtle light it casts when we choose to face it rather than flee.
Tag: religion
We’re constantly told what to believe, where to look, and how to interpret the world around us — by religions, by science, by systems posing as saviors. But if you pause long enough to truly observe the sun, the sky, the flow of life itself, you might start to remember something deeper. Something real. Beyond texts, temples, or technocrats, there’s a rhythm — and it’s always been there.
In the world of spiritual discourse, few terms are as frequently misused and misunderstood as “soul” and “spirit.” Many assume they are interchangeable, yet this conflation leads to confusion about our very nature and purpose. In my view, as with many ideas, concepts, and constructs of this earthbound life — seemingly designed either to fail or to wholly mislead human beings — this is not by accident.
To better innerstand ourselves and our world, it’s important to discern where — and, in particular, when — we are in relation to the cycles and ages that pertain to life in our realm. Specific authors and ideas have come across my path in recent weeks, and I wanted to delve into and explore their correlations to see if they might shed some light on humanity’s current predicament — not to mention what we may be going through individually.
To me, it makes no sense whatsoever to conform to any religion or nationality because the truth must exist and eternally persist in the space between, where they all meet, where they can all agree, all the time, without question. That’s where I would endeavor to operate.