…And How to Nourish it
We’ve talked about your bodies, how you only have one, one created by the miracle of conception within your mother’s body. My hope is that, over time, you learn to honor your body. Some refer to the body as a temple, and I’d agree this is an accurate metaphor. You should honor that temple always. But stop for a moment and consider who is inside that temple. There is someone—some being, some energy—that is minding the walls of that structure. They are constantly building, adding to, and improving the inner workings of the place. That someone is you.
But not you you, not the outside façade of the temple. It’s the person keeping the place warm. It’s the spirit inside. The key word here is inside. That energy is only focused on the interior of the temple. That spirit is concerned whether the environment inside is stable, calm, adjusted, at peace. That spirit wants to keep connection and alignment to other temples. The soul inside is always regulating the internal temperature, and the thermostat it uses is an everlasting and unbreakable gauge called love.
Keep in mind the minder of the temple may at time go slack on their mission to maintain the harmony. The keeper of the thermostat might not appreciate that the love they are controlling really is love, and therefore they might abuse it, abandon it, misplace it, or try to kill it. The energy inside, though, will come back. They will come to various understandings, realizations, and revelations throughout their life in the temple. It’s called soul searching. It’s that keeper inside the temple wandering the infinite halls, stairways, rooms, and chambers looking for the love they somehow lost.
That’s you, my babes, you are that energy inside yourself. You’ll spend your entire life trying to navigate inside your own temple. You’ll make and scrap countless maps of your inner sanctum, you’ll leave breadcrumbs to find your way back to a distinction you’ve made, you’ll try to model after others, or hunker down by yourself for long stretches. You’ll feed it. You’ll starve it. You’ll put it on diets. You’ll let it gorge itself. No way is wrong, and I’d say no way is right, but that would be wrong. The only true right way is to hold supreme honor for the keeper of the temple. Honor the spirit inside. Nourish it however you wish, but if you do anything—anything at all, nourish it.
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