my soul is my most free self.. my soul knows no limits.. my soul is the me that they don’t want me to be.. the me that they fear.. the me that is not trapped by their expectations.. the me that is the clouds and the trees and the moons and the oceans.. the me that could exist so vastly, so widely, that no one would ever know where she begins and where she ends.. my soul is core to my being.. my soul feels deep and loves heavy.. i feel my soul in the most intimate moments experienced in this lifetime.. in sex.. in candle lit bathtubs.. in journals.. in dancing alone in my bedroom to amy winehouse with my PJs on.. i feel my soul calling out to me constantly.. beginning me to center myself.. begging me to recognize the necessity of being grounded.. of feeling that feeling i felt for the first time at age thirteen when the world sent me a written letter in the skies that showed me my destiny.. that freedom and liberation cannot exist for the people if it does not first exist for me within..

 

the universe told me a tale once.. that i could be the soul to help Her set other souls free.. that following her footprints would never lead me astray.. that the strangest moments are the most monumental.. and that strange feeling i been getting in my gut since childhood only means that greatness is in my soul so greatness is all i know and greatness is all i could ever be.. no, not greatness in your definition of success.. but greatness as great as the sea’s shores and the full moon's..

 

the scope and scale of this mission on my soul is much greater than i could ever find words to explain.. but this has been placed on my soul since birth.. felt this pain and this passion since girlhood.. gaging self in relation to man in relation to life and feeling fearful for my own faith in future.. for how could a little tiny body like mine carry so much bitter truth? so much pain she has not yet felt and so much fight she has never fought and feel a need to free her people of that which she cannot fully comprehend? 

 

my soul always knew.. that nothing was new under the sun.. that she had been here before.. that this world had been walked by feet that belonged to another body but held the same heart and it scared her.. but today, baby girl girl beams inside me.. she knows it was all part of the journey..

 

in the ugliest version of myself, i find the most beauty.. in my rawest form, i find clarity.. i reveal to my soul the me that i tried to hide from me all along.. that is where the truth is.. in the darkest ditch.. in the depths of my depression.. that is where i find the most light.. that is where my soul awaits me and welcomes me into the light.. my soul builds a bridge between what i have become and who i am called to be.. when people say that black folks got soul, they mean we have a deeper connection with our internal selves that is illustrated through the very essence of our being.. i find my soul in the adventures of my lifetime.. i feel my soul in the midst of soul mates..  i have multiple soul mates.. they are the people in this world who can see my soul.. who i am a free soul living in a world constantly trying to capture me..  but i won't stop imagining a world beyond their expectations..