This article was published in The Edge Holistic Living Magazine September 2018, edition
The Language of Our Soul
by Janiece L. Boardway, M.A.
Saturn3lightflyers.com
Rainbow Bridge to Conscious Reawakening
Have you noticed that the children are speaking a different language and many are not speaking at all? We call this new language “Soul Language” because it goes beyond verbal communication. It goes within the depths of our soul and is most definitely heart-centered.
As we connect more deeply and become present with ourselves, we begin to live within our heart center. That is where our Soul Language resides. Soul Language is the language of awareness, wisdom, integrity and always expresses our true self. It may present itself in communicating energetically and through pictures, symbols, colors, sounds, touch, smells, the act of looking deeply into the eyes of another person, silence, and just Being.
I remember as a child being in the garden with my dad for hours without any verbal conversation. We even built a stone garden planter without speaking too many words. In silence most of the time. It was quite beautiful: the experience and the garden planter. During our visits to my Uncle’s cabin in the mountains, my dad and I would get up much earlier than the others and go outside and sit together in silence. Before we knew it, the deer and other little critters were all around us, sharing their loving energy with us.
I am very grateful that my dad and I were able to “Be” together since these peaceful and gentle experiences allowed me to be heart-centered and express the language of my Soul. It certainly prepared me for my son, Tristan, who truly comes from his heart and communicates verbally and also beyond words. A communication that touches and connects our souls. Because of this connection, he has reawakened my inner knowing, so I am once again perceiving beyond this reality and expressing my true self.
Oh yes, I am happy to say that my awareness also includes the magical visits with my dad who made his transition during my pregnancy with Tristan. I remember one day when Tristan was 3-years-old looking out the window and watching the snow fall gently to the ground. As we stood there in silence, I happened to think of my dad and how he enjoyed the snow and how he would have loved to play in the snow with his grandson. At that moment, Tristan looked at me and placed his hand on my hand and told me that my dad was the first person who held him after he was born. As Tristan and I looked into each other’s eyes, I felt my dad’s hand touch my shoulder. Something my dad did many times when he was in physical form. We all smiled, and our hearts sang with joy as we transcended all time, space and realities into a place where everything is possible.
As Beings creating a more conscious Earth, we invite you to Be in the Soul Language of Awareness, Wisdom and Integrity.
written 6/2014
Share This:
