| p37 | A friendly relationship with the soul is like putting the cut-off plant in a glass of water. It is tended to separately, allowed its separate life. New roots grow and it is transplanted here or there - in the ground of religion or the pot of spirituality. There it is watered, lighted, viewed. There is happiness at its thriving. It is tended with satisfaction. Meanwhile the soul's friend carries on its life without it. What the soul's friend does "on her own time" is not connected to the friendship. The soul is forgotten save for the tending. Although occasionally missed, it is not carried here and there where it would be a burden - or to places it would be inappropriate for it to be. It is not enslaved to time and occupation, to repression or to struggle. It simply sits where it was placed, in the yard or on the window's ledge. |