I wrote this bit back on the 28 March 2010, the part that I am going to publish is just the end of a longer post but I feel as if it can hold its own.
Searching for a soul is like reading and following lines on a treasure map.
Searching for that buried treasure or finally finding that pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
An entire lifetime of searching, hunting and morphing to find ourselves.
An entire lifetime to find that soul that self, was where we left it to keep it safe…
At the beginning of the labyrinth under a rock before we began to doubt ourselves as human beings.