Linguistics of the Soul

Embracing My Inner Chocolate Taoist in a World of Uncertainty

There’s a quiet gravity in finally accepting one’s sacred assignment — not the career path or the job description, but the soul’s deeper mission that existed long before I entered this world.

Mine, I now understand, is the path of the Chocolate Taoist, a bearer of nomadic Taoist wisdom, moving lightly and freely across this world of paradox, mystery, and uncertainty, offering inner truths as small torches against the collective darkness.

It’s taken me a long time to arrive at this knowing, and even now, it humbles me. The I Ching — my faithful polestar — recently spoke to me through Hexagram 55, “Abundance.” It’s a rare hexagram, filled with the thunderous energy of full ripening, a moment when life crests into brilliant fullness before inevitably passing.

55 reminds me that this is not a time to hold back. The energy is here, now, but it won’t stay forever. I am called to step forward, speak clearly, and offer what is mine to give before the tide turns again.

And yet, it is not just about speaking. It is about expressing the language of my own inner truths — those quiet understandings that hum beneath the noisy theater of the world. These truths are not products of strategy or intellect; they are in harmony with the deeper Karmic Truths that weave the unseen web of existence.

I feel this more keenly now — the pressing need to speak from that place, without fear, without trimming or tailoring to fit the momentary winds of public opinion.

I have Helpers — some seen, many unseen — who steady me on this path. Friends who encourage the deeper work, spiritual mentors who remind me to trust my knowing, strangers whose words or actions seem to carry a coded message just when I most need it. When I falter, I remember that my journey is not solitary, even when it feels so.

In many ways, language itself has become my sacred offering. Words are no longer just tools for communication; they are threads spun from my lived experience, spun from that deep well of knowing what it means to be human.

To love and lose. To walk the edge of despair. To be cracked open and still choose to stand. These are not theoretical insights. They are the blood and breath of a soul that has wandered and wondered, bruised and bloomed.

I could easily get entangled in the stories of others — the endless arguments, the manufactured outrages, the neon-lit distractions of a world at war with its own soul. But I sense, with a sharpness that feels almost cellular, that my work is to remain anchored in my own intuitive truths. To act not from the turbulence around me, but from the still pool within me.

This brings me to what I have come to call the Alice consciousness — the remembrance that I am, first and foremost, a spiritual being who has dipped into this material world for a time, like Alice falling through the rabbit hole.

The laws of this realm may clamor for my attention, but my true allegiance lies beyond them. My task is not to fix this world by its own broken standards, but to embody another way of being within it. To be a living question mark, a whisper of a deeper way.

In Stephen Cope’s The Great Work of Your Life, he speaks about dharma — not as a burdensome obligation, but as the liberating force of living in alignment with one’s truest nature. He reminds us that when we commit to our own work, even if it seems small or insignificant, we participate in the evolution of the whole. Every step taken in fidelity to our inner assignment ripples outward into the great fabric of existence.

There is comfort in that, but also a deep challenge: to listen relentlessly to the inner voice, even when the outer world howls. To turn away from the crowd’s demands and instead bow to the quiet sovereignty of my soul’s directive.

Today, I accept that my Chocolate Taoist path is not a marketing strategy, not a personal brand, not a slogan. It is an organic unfolding of a life lived in deep conversation with paradox, mystery, and uncertainty. It is a continuous dance with the I Ching’s rhythms, yielding to the spontaneous abundance of Hexagram 55, a surrender to the karmic rhythms that move within and beyond me.

And perhaps, most importantly, it is a devotion to letting language — true, living language — be the bridge between my inner world and the soul of the world itself.

I will walk it with humility.

I will walk it with joy.

And I will walk it knowing that the Great Work of my life is not to save the world, but to offer the fullness of who I am — while the light still burns brightly.

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