Teaching My Soul to Drive 

So anyway, there I am cruising down the highway doing sixty-five miles an hour with my eyes closed in a state of total rapture, thinking, is this practical? 

Let me back up a little. I live in Colorado and I am driving home, up to the high country. The view on I-70 is wonderful I am staring up at snow covered Mount Evans and I am lost in the incredible beauty of the view. I am thinking “GOD”. That’s all just “GOD”. 

Then I hear this little voice in my head say “keep your eyes on GOD and the road will take care of itself”. It sort of possesses me to close my eyes. It seems to take over my body in a blissful wave of love and contentment and I can’t open my eyes. I am driving very fast with my eyes glued shut and the voice is saying “have faith”. 

I tend to be a very practical person and my common sense is noticing this aberrant behavior. I am hoping the voice knows what it is doing. I know this voice. We have met before. I’d know that sweet innocence anywhere, that drunken carelessness and adoration for all things, that beatific smile, that irreverent reverence, that weird laughter, that totally impractical approach to life. Yes, I’d know it, anywhere.  

Indeed once again I have been possessed, yes literally railroaded out of my body and my ability to control myself by “IT” yes “IT”, my indefinable immortal soul. That drunken child of GOD has snatched the wheel and who knows what will happen next.  

That impractical mystic, that madman comedian, the eternal humorist, the healer of plants and lover of small crawling things has once again showed up to teach me something about faith and yet he doesn’t even know how to drive a car. Jeez! 

And why should he worry about my one little life, being immortal and all seeing, he may very well be leading me into the great beyond with this erratic driving style of his. We are going to have to work on this. I am not going to surrender so easily every time my Soul shows up unless I get a little respect.  

And what about all the poor people I was passing on the road. 

Like I said, I was traveling at a high rate of speed when he took over. How would you feel if you were driving along on a dangerous, high, snow covered, mountain highway and all of a sudden some guy goes blowing by with his eyes closed. I’m thinking you would get a bit upset. I’m thinking my soul just doesn’t care about that. 

So now we have a deal. He’s not completely unreasonable. He’s willing to work with me on an arrangement that is more comfortable. He’s also not completely a “he”, or a “she” or an “it” for that matter, but rather just a beautiful being, very human and much, much more. 

We have a system now. The system builds a bridge between us. This bridge helps my soul learn the common, mundane and typically human driving techniques, and it teaches me the transcendent view; how to live the carefree life, how to handle the drunken innocence that makes me laugh so hard whenever I get too close to my spirit. My soul is giving me abilities to create, to heal and to be happy. My soul is teaching me how to have great luck!