The Androgyny of Soul

I’m expecting this topic to garner some raised eyebrows. But, true to me, I tend to gravitate towards what others may not wish to bring up. And I do it because I believe in the community of inclusion and in understanding things which you may not have taken time to want to understand before.

We are finally moving toward complete unity. I know how odd that might sound given the current state of our world. But, bear with me here as I try to explain my reasoning for making such a huge statement.

Souls…are androgynous. For those who are unsure of what this means….to pull it down to basics here without having to get into the whole social context….

“Indeterminate Sex” is what this means. Otherwise referred to as non gender specific.

Souls…the very basic necessity to create this human existence…..

Are non gender specific.

Surprise.

 

Too often we hear people try to compartmentalize this as being something related to physical needs, desires, manners of dress or at the very worst….mental health issues.

When in truth, our soul, our spirit, the very essence of what makes us “us” comes to the world with no defined role whatsoever only to find itself pushed into a role that humans have decided is normal.

“Androgyny is not trying to balance the relationship between opposites; it is simply flowing between them”

How beautifully stated is that.

To simply flow between.

And this….this is where we are moving to. Between. The exact same space that is occupied by the spirit world itself. When I am presented with an energy from the spirit side I always have to ask them to show me some physical attribute from their prior journey that would indicate for me a father or a mother…a daughter or son…

And they typically acquiesce with my request despite knowing that I should know better. But..for the purpose of my work, and to provide the best connection for those I am serving, I need to know where they “fit” per-say into the family unit.

So, I am presented with chin whiskers or the scents of feminine perfumes, skateboards or dolls…everything that I am familiar with in determining the gender that you knew and you loved.

Every so often an energy will step forward and do their best to confuse me because they find it frustrating that we are still so hung up on the specifics of gender. A dad will appear sporting pink slippers and hairy legs…leaving me both frustrated and giggling at his obvious ability to move so easily into the feminine persuasion. To flow as it was…

What this comes down to is basic soul sense.

Those in our communities who are stepping forward and embracing the flow that exists between what we commonly accept as gender ideals….

They are moving us slowly toward the ideals of spirit. To be without the definition of being anything at all except ourselves.

And in ourselves we find each other.

Souls don’t choose a gender. Souls choose a life.

We should let them live it.

And love in it.

Thanks for being your true selves.

We’re coming together.

The way it was intended.

 

 

 

Tania