RadishRose
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Can the word “soul” carry significant meaning outside of a traditional religious context?
Sure thing.
There's soul food, soul music, soul sister, soul mate, etc.
To me, the soul is the essence of the person, who they were in short their energy personality. If you look at it from the scientific side, we're composed of energy. On the other side many non-religious subjects refer to the "soul" as having lost it. EG, dead vampires in literature have a belief that they're now soulless which depending on the authors results in various representations of monsters.First let me turn up some cards: I come from a big family that stopped going to church soon after I started elementary school and before I got to high school I had thought to myself I’m an atheist. Of course for many Christians that’s exactly what I am but I didn’t struggle to get away from religion and harbor no resentment against it. I’m especially agnostic about “God” but deeply believe there is something more within than than the part that puts words together and works to make ends meet. I think there is something real, dynamic and important that gave rise to God belief. I just don’t think it was a being anything like a person. I think rather that it is something that arises naturally in consciousness much as our sense of having a self it a soul does. So what I’m wondering is if other people unmoored from traditional religious practice have come to think of “soul” as a meaningful concept.
To give an idea of what that might be I call on Wendel Berry and a passage from his wonderful book Jayber Crow:
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And so I came along in time to know the end of the age of steamboating. I would learn later that there had been other ages of the river that I had arrived too late to know but that I could read about and learn to imagine. There was at first the age when no people were here, and I have sometimes felt at night that absence grow present in my mind, that long silence in which no human name was spoken or given, and the nameless river made no sound of any human tongue. And then there was the Indian age when names were called that have never been spoken in the present language of Port William. Then came the short ages of us white people, the ages of the dugout, the flatboat, the keelboat, the log raft, the steamboat. And I have lived on now into the age of the diesel towboat and recreational boating and water skiing. And yet it is hard to look at the river in its calm, just after daylight or just before dark, and believe that history has happened to it. The river, the river itself, leaves marks but bears none. It is only the water flowing in the path that other water has worn.
Or is that other water really “other”, or is it the same water always running, flowing always toward the gathering of all waters, and always rising and returning again, and again flowing? I knew this river first when I was a little boy, and I know it now when I am an old man once again living beside it … and almost seventy years! … and always when i have watched it I have been entranced and mystified. What is it? Is it the worn trough of itself that is a feature of the land and is marked on maps, or is it the water flowing? Or is it the land itself that over time is shaped by the flowing water, and it caught by no map?
The surface of the quieted river as I thought in those old days at Squire’s Landing, as I think now, is like a window looking into another world that is like this one except that it is quiet. Its quietness makes it seem perfect. The ripples are like the slats of a blind or a shutter through which we we see imperfectly what is perfect. Though that other world can be seen only momentarily, it looks everlasting. As the ripples become more agitated, the window darkens and the other world is hidden. As I did not know then but know now, the surface of the water is like a living soul, which is easy to disturb, is often disturbed, but, growing calm, shows what it was, is, and will be.”
I do think there is something essential to everyone of us which can be thought of as authentic. For me that is “soul”. I don’t think souls are any more eternal than raindrops which return by rivers to the sea to fall again and again as rain. But while what it is that is authentic for me restricts how I can be and and do, it is discovering and making our way accordingly that gives life meaning. Or so I think.
I appreciate the good things religion has done for us, and can respect people who believe.
However I am agnostic and don't believe in any of the supernatural parts of religion. My concept of the soul falls into that category. I do use the word but don't mean to imply a real belief.
I am sure it did, we had to find a way to live and do business with strangers. In our long ago past it was mostly to kill them, that made sense a stranger was likely to be in our cave or small village to rape, plunder, or kill. Religion gave us that ability to live peacefully with others, and I believe without it we could not have become civilized. Just one example, religion has other values.As do I. I even wonder if God belief and religious experience more generally didn’t have a formative role in our becoming as we are both culturally and psychologically.
It goes where you want it to go. There are only two directions.
Truth is and always always be truth. Not what one makes something out to be truth, but truth is the one and only truth.i think how we think can also only be understood in two ways:
One is either/or where only one of two opposites can be true and the middle must always be excluded.
The other is both/and where between two opposites there are always a spectrum of meanings that are contextually dependent, and where the potential implicit meaning is seemingly inexhaustible.
What?? There are no alternate truths...?? OK, I was being sarcastic. I tend to think in terms of reality rather than truth, but in a way, they are the same. There is only one reality. It's the thing left over when everything we believe is stripped away.Truth is and always always be truth. Not what one makes something out to be truth, but truth is the one and only truth.
Yes, reality is real for sure. And truth is really truth. I think people are so off track these days, they find it hard to get back on track. And trying to help them get back on track is tiring. I talk and play cards with seniors. In that time spent with them we share some things and I learn where to listen and when to just listen. You know? Sometimes, just leave it be. Maybe drop a pearl of wisdom here and there-something to give them to think about.What?? There are no alternate truths...?? OK, I was being sarcastic. I tend to think in terms of reality rather than truth, but in a way, they are the same. There is only one reality. It's the thing left over when everything we believe is stripped away.
Like much of the Bible, later interpretations by those with agendas changed the vague meanings of what its original Hebrew term "soul" meant. Sorry to those that have misled all their lives with misinterpretations and inerrance non-sense.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soul_in_the_Bible
The concept of an immaterial and immortal soul - distinct from the body - did not appear in Judaism before the Babylonian exile, but developed as a result of interaction with Persian and Hellenistic philosophies. Accordingly, the Hebrew word נֶ֫פֶשׁ, nephesh, although translated as "soul" in some older English-language Bibles, actually has a meaning closer to "living being". The only Hebrew word traditionally translated "soul" (nephesh) in English-language Bibles refers to a living, breathing conscious body, rather than to an immortal soul. In the New Testament, the Greek word traditionally translated "soul" (ψυχή) "psyche", has substantially the same meaning as the Hebrew, without reference to an immortal soul.
The above noted, in terms of spirit is much more information, especially in the Gospel of John, I can argue it the only likely truly inspired part of the New Testament and reflects actual science physics with respect to the truly amazing molecule of H2O, probably the strongest argument for a fine tuned universe.