*Justify Your Existence!* was the large decal message on the big, black, sooped-up SUV in front of me yesterday, as I was on my way to work.
I briefly pondered the intention behind this message. Maybe it was the dark appeal of the vehicle itself that swayed my thinking, but I assumed the slogan stemmed from a racist, discriminatory ideology.
Then I pondered the impossibility for anyone to truly justify their existence.
I mean, we can’t get away with it by saying I need to exist Because I’m a good person or Because it’s my right or Because I’m a mother or Because the work I do is important … can we?
And then, I realized that one way to answer *Justify Your Existence!* would be to reply: Sure, no problem. My purpose on this earth, in this lifetime, is to amend the karma that is mine to amend – the one that’s encoded in my energy field, the one that’s been passed on to me by all of my soul’s previous incarnations – as well as the karma that I have created for myself through my words, thoughts and actions.
Serious question: is there any other way to Justify Our Existence in *this* lifetime than by listening for our soul’s whisper to indulge less of our dreams and fulfil more of our Destiny?
I mean, that’s once we have figured out who we really are.
Having just said that, another question demanding a hard answer is Who are you?
Who are we, really?
We can’t get away with simply stating our name, as our name is only a name, a label of sorts.
We can’t get away with it either by adding our nationality because that refers only to the place we were born. Even if we grew up there, this location has, at best, only given us some of our traits and some of our habits. Neither explains WHO we, personally, ARE.
So, we could add facts regarding our ancestral lineage, the level of our education, the area of our expertise and our social status, as well as bits of information about what makes us tick but – serious question: would the sum of this information, even if we throw in our age and our zodiac sign, accurately answer the question Who are you?
I believe it would not.
I believe that all these combined facts only amount to facts; the facts that create our persona, the facts that indulge the low end of our ego, the facts that only add to our preferences such as the car we drive, the type of house we live in, the brands we prefer and the jewellery we like to display on our person.
So you might ask What then is the correct answer to Who are you?
Personally, I believe that the correct answer is I am a soul disguised in a *body suit*.
Lol! I know how weird that sounds and I am not suggesting, not for a second, that you should reply that willy-nilly to the next person who should ask 
But … is there any other truthful way to reply to that question?
Talk back to me on this. I’d love to hear your views.
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May 1st, 2011 at 10:42 pm
Hi.
I would say that we are a body suit with a soul disguised inside.
Your body suit suppresses the soul and portrays its own carracturistics, caracturistics and personality that have been handed down from generation to generation in the form of genes, I believe the soul has some amount to do with the control of the personality whilst inside the body suit, but does not have ultimate control your true souls personality is not released untill after the death of the body suit, then you will find that your souls personality is equal to the sum of all your previous incarnations inside many diffrent body suits.
May 2nd, 2011 at 12:21 pm
Good morning, Andy,
snip: I would say that we are a body suit
**** it certainly seems to be the way the human species has been behaving ever since it got its first skeleton. Today more than ever, we believe we are what we see in the mirror and that we are defined by our likes and dislikes as surely as by our clothes, jewelry, perfume/aftershave, work, house, car and lifestyle. But when it comes to hard core spirituality, I prefer to align myself with thinkers like Alan Watts & co who understand that the persona is not much more than the aptly named digital type of ‘persona’ or skin with which we decorate our Google or Firefox screens.
snip: with a soul disguised inside.
*** disguised as what?
Snip: Your body suit suppresses the soul
*** in my mind, the ‘body suit’ analogy illustrates the fact that we are souls cloaked in the flesh/bones/trappings of the persona and that the persona is … hollow … and that we are simply the vehicle for our soul in this lifetime.
Therefore, our mission is not, as we’d like to think, the search for happiness through materialism [be it controlled or out-of-control] and the culture of ‘me first’.
The cosmic plan for each one of us in this lifetime is to amend both the karma that we have inherited from our souls previous incarnations along with the karma we have been creating since our teens.
And the only way to do that, it seems, is to make peace/move on/process/accept – from the heart, not from the lips – whatever it is that has pushed our buttons. And there are many buttons on the body suit I’m thinking about
Snip: I believe the soul has some amount to do with the control of the personality whilst inside the body suit
*** moving away from the personal to the general, I’d say that, mostly, for us run-of-the-mill people alive today, our soul has given up on us a long time ago.
Being pure/divine energy, she has probably worked that on the whole, bar for a few rare moments of soul-stirring awe and/or selfless, intended deeds, we are not tuned to her channel. We don’t hear her.
We hardly ever think of her. She’s not a god. She’s not a saint. She’s not an angel. We don’t pray to her or ask for her support. We don’t do any particular ritual for her [not that any are needed].
As far as we’re concerned, she’s just there, hanging somewhere about our head, fuzzily defined, even in religious dogma. Sometimes, someone or other says ‘Bless your soul’. Sometimes Soul is said to be the instigator of something nasty, in which case, she’s said to be a dark, black or lost soul. Sometimes she’s said to be brave or good or vengeful – all being, of course, attributes of the ego-persona, not of the soul.
And we are told that chicken soup is good for her and that good friends provide us with soul-warming comfort. I mean, really! If Soul is not bored asleep, then she must be rolling on the floor laughing.
Yes? No? Maybe??