Well that's a lot to say, that the soul is love, is born in love, and will die without it. I don't know the truth of all that. I do know the truth of the importance of being able to sit still and be without questing for love, and that is how I interpreted it. ... Words are so slippery, and mean many different things. Soul is a word for something that nobody seems to fully agree about. And it's OK. =-]