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The Ink-Stained Symphony of My Soul



I contemplated starting afresh with a new journal, but then I stumbled upon an incomplete one lying neglected. The idea of letting it go unused tugged at my conscience, prompting me to take up the mantle of its completion. This journal, once barren, will now teem with my thoughts and ideas, eventually finding its rightful place on my bookshelf.

The act of writing imbues each page with meaning, a tapestry woven from the interplay of words. Not every word stands alone as significant; it’s the collective dance of words that forms sentences, sentences that weave stories. From these stories emerges meaning that transcends the written word. Meaning is born from the reader’s experience, their unique lens filtering the text. Yet, this is not the complete picture. Beneath the surface, embedded within the words, lies the writer’s intent, their experience, and their hidden meaning.

It’s easy to discard a journal once its purpose is served or the writer has passed on. But until that final act of destruction, the journal remains a double layer of meaning, a shared vessel of understanding between writer and reader. Whether discovered or not, the potential for meaning endures, extending far beyond death and destruction.

Ideas, like echoes, never truly fade. They resurface in the collective imagination of humankind, a testament to their enduring power. The act of writing acts as a catalyst, crystallizing thoughts for the writer, and perhaps, for some future reader. It’s a moment of connection, where intent meets curiosity in a shared experience.

I am deeply grateful for the many books that adorn my library, each a testament to the power of the written word. Their insights and thoughts continue to shape and guide my life, a testament to the enduring influence of great writers.

Today, I embark on my own journey, seeking to complete the journal of my life. May my words find a place among the ascetic records, to be read and cherished. For those who are accepted, their record never fades; it is preserved, imperfections and all. But beyond preservation, I aspire for my journal to serve as an expression of virtue.

Paracelsus, a beacon of wisdom, built his teachings on four pillars: philosophy, astrology, alchemy, and virtue. Philosophy guides us towards understanding the natural order, seeking right thinking through natural law. Astrology reminds us of the overarching forces beyond our control. Alchemy represents the blissful means of working with nature to transmute our will, consciousness, and conscience. All of these culminate in virtue, karma, right, and purposeful action that serves a meaningful purpose.

Life is a continuous flow, and through journaling, I hope to develop a more sound and coherent philosophy. I strive to align myself with the greater sources of the universe, engaging in the inner work of transformation that leads to harmony, balance, elegance, and beauty, the very essence of virtue. May this virtue leave its indelible mark for eternity.

© Jurgens Pieterse, 2023, All rights reserved.

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Journaling

I set for myself the intent to journal, preferably in the morning, just before going to work. My sanctum is the appropriate place for here in this personal holiness I can enter into the deep silence of contemplation.

My journal is my most noble thoughts; concentrated. I focus on a single topic. This is not automatic writing, but rather an exercise to give concentrated attention to a specific subject.

When the mind is fully focused and the right conditions created then all thoughts rise to the front from the seat of the soul. Contemplation creates the space where learning can take place through journaling – learning from the deeper self.

When the higher self is given the space and time to express itself as the teacher, on this very unique level, it teaches me exactly what is needed in that moment of time…. That what I need to learn and integrate into my life to propel me forward towards my destiny.

© Jurgens Pieterse 2022

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Focused journaling

I set for myself the intent to journal, preferably in the morning, just before going to work. My sanctum is the appropriate place for here in this personal holiness I can enter into the deep silence of contemplation.

My journal is my most noble thoughts; concentrated. I focus on a single topic. This is not automatic writing, but rather an exercise to give concentrated attention to a specific subject.

When the mind is fully focused and the right conditions created then all thoughts rise to the front from the seat of the soul. Contemplation creates the space where learning can take place through journaling – learning from the deeper self.

When the higher self is given the space and time to express itself as the teacher, on this very unique level, it teaches me exactly what is needed in that moment of time…. That what I need to learn and integrate into my life to propel me forward towards my destiny.

© Jurgens Pieterse 2022

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Journaling

Today, I read through my spiritual journal. My spiritual journal is a handwritten journal of the most inspiring texts I have come across in my life. It’s been a work of love extending over a period more than ten years. These texts always inspire me and can be seen as the foundation to my spiritual thought and development. Even at the worst of days, my journal will lift my spirit and reinvigorate to live a purposeful life.

Physically the journal is an expensive leather bound book. I paid a lot for it when I bought it but I was looking for a book worthy of the most worthy writing. The paper is high quality. My writing is not as neat as I would like it but it has my best effort to write readable in print.

I write as things comes to me. The topics is in that sense random and yet the criminological sequence teks something about my own development. The front part bring the first is also the most read. Strangely everything captured with dedication remains meaningful. I never tire of reading these texts. If my blogging can reflect only a bit of these texts I would be very happy. My past aim with blogging was always to write in a manner that is motivating in nature.

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My spiritual journal

I woke up this morning after a good night’s rest.  I turned on my back, placed my hands left hand beneath my navel, right hand on top of the left and breathed deeply.  With each breath I forgot a bit of the world and returned inward, inwards towards my own self and its eternal expression. Continuous flowing breaths of air that gently arouses energy within my being.  Gently the world returned as I left the world of thoughts behind.

I reached out to pick up my spiritual journal. A journal where I write by hand the best of writing I could find in ancient manuscripts, holy books or even modern pop psychology. The journal’s leather felt warm in my hands, still energized.  I slowly opened the thick pages almost like a ritual. The bookmark is a poem I wrote called: “Initiation into the mystery”. I read it first for in a way it is still a road map for me into a deeper world. I entered a space of contemplation.

My journal is far from being finished. It contains 24 articles at present. I paid a fortune for the book and selected each piece in it with care. I sat down and wrote each copying it as truthfully as possible. I learned to copy with minimal mistakes. I only write in it when I feel unusually awake with clarity of mind and when I can fully focus on the task at hand.  Nothing contained in the journal is my own original writing but in combination it  reflects me in all authenticity. My own writing I keep separate in a different manual. What is in my journal is what resonates with my soul, my ideals and my spirit. It uplifts me when I read it, it inspires me and it change me within.

I can not give it as dogma to anybody else. Few will be able to relate to all for it is not a general revelation but a specific revelation to me of not just me but of the full potential that I could be and whom I am becoming.  The spiritual journal has been the single most powerful source in my own spiritual growth. The time and effort to select and copy what I value onto the pages worth more than what money can buy.

I sat upright on my bed, cushion tucked behind my back for support and I read each article slowly, absorbing the words and allowing it to integrate into my being.  I felt each word’s edifying impact on my inner constitution.  Finally as my eyes glanced off the last words, I closed the journal.  My day will begin with a deeper mindfulness today.

I am awake.