Aletheia Luna - Old Souls: The Sages and Mystics of Our World

Old Souls

The Sages and Mystics of OurWorld

By Aletheia Luna

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Old Souls: The Sages and Mystics of OurWorld.

Copyright 2013 2015 by Aletheia Luna.

Smashwords Edition. Second Edition.

Coverphotography One Tree Hill by Neil Williamson .

ISBN 13: 978-1-62890-430-7

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For Sol: friend, teacher,twin flame.

Table of Contents

How old would you be ifyou didnt know how old you are?

Satchel Paige

Preface

Like ancient trees that stand alone on barrenlandscapes, Old Souls are hard to miss. There is a penetratingintensity to their eyes and a timeworn depth to their being thatmany say could only be forged through centuries of experience.

It is the Old Souls unearthliness that makesthem natural-born mystics.

It is their innate wisdom that sanctions themas our worlds God-given sages.

And it is their unquenchable thirst for truththat ordains them as powerful teachers, spiritual misfits, andbeacons of our worlds conscious evolution.

Yet despite these gifts and capabilities, OldSouls are like eternal vagabonds, wandering through a world thatfeels alien and remote. As social anomalies, Old Souls are thequintessential square pegs in our societys round holes. Aspsychological fringe-dwellers, Old Souls carry around the sensationthat this world is not their true home.

What happens when you can see to deep and toomuch? What happens when the desires, dreams, and values of yoursociety no longer hold any interest for you? Such is the life ofthe old at heart.

Yet, despite this pervading sense ofexistential displacement, my hope is that this book can be like arefreshing oasis on a hot summers day. Using the simple, clear andconcise information provided in this book, you can discover moreabout what it means to be an Old Soul, what social and spiritualimplications this has on your life, and how to use such a discoveryfor greater inner growth and healing.

Introduction

There is a beautiful thing inside you

that is thousands of years old.

Too old to be captured in poems.

Too old to be loved by everyone.

But loved so very deeply

by a chosen few.

Nikita Gill

The truth is that I cant really recall everfeeling like one of the rest or part of the club. For as farback as I can remember, I have felt like the sore thumb or blacksheep of the pack because Ive never liked what others have liked,I have never wanted what others have wanted, and I have neverneeded what others have needed or at least very rarely.

Perhaps you can relate to this feeling.Perhaps throughout your life you have stood in a crowd of peopleand felt like the lonely outsider looking in. Perhaps you have satdown in a room and felt like the solitary odd-one-out. Perhaps attimes you have even felt like a world-weary old man or woman,wizened to the world despite how young your physical age orappearance is.

If you are like me, you have felt all ofthese sensations many times before, feeling much older and muchmore seasoned than your physical age reflects. If this is thecase, you are inevitably a social outsider. But here is youropportunity to breathe a sigh of relief I believe there is a verygood reason why we experience such misplaced feelings andperceptions in life, and in this book I will show you why. Beforethat however, I want to quickly share with you a bit about myselfand how this book has miraculously appeared in your hands.

The Old PersonWithin

December 2011 was one of the most propheticmonths of my life. It was a time when I first met my teacher andfuture partner, Don Mateo Sol, and was first introduced to thenotion of Old Souls and later soulful maturity.

At that time I was sluggishly pulling myselfthrough the demands of going to university, with the only reprievebeing my daily meetings with Sol under a large, old maple we calledthe Buddha Tree. I was on the verge of a very dark period of mylife a period where I lost my religious faith, my direction, mymeaning in life and the last ounce of trust I had in myself. Anexistential crisis was looming on the horizon and I knew it in thedepths of my soul. It felt like the earth was being abruptly pulledout from underneath me; I was terrified and completelydisoriented.

So I felt great relief when Sol suddenlyemerged from nowhere into the gloomy mists of my life someone whoI felt could finally understand me, someone who met me on the samewavelength, and someone who watched calmly at a distance while Iunderwent the trials and tribulations of my Dark Night of theSoul. It was as though all of my silent prayers had beenmiraculously answered.

Sol was then and still is now a strangelycharismatic person. At times he has the quality of a mischievouschild: curious, defiant and playful. At others, he has the qualityof an old man: pensive, weary and wizened. His words, like hiseyes, have a piercing quality that stays with you long after he hasleft.

Early one morning while we were seated underthe Buddha Tree, Sol said some words that I will never forget. Irecall our conversation going something like this:

Me: I get this strange feeling sometimes sorta like Im looking out through the eyes of an old woman Idont know. I just dont feel like I belong. I never have. Do youfeel that way?

Sol: I do, yes. Its weird looking at peopleyour age, or even people not your age, and feeling as though youcan see too deep and too much. Thats probably why we get eachother so much; were Old Souls.

Me: Yes its a strange feeling. I look at people around me andthink, Why do you care aboutthis stuff money, titles, prestige? Its all going to fade; itsall going to die . It makes mesad because I know theyre all going to die unhappy.

The conversation carried on for quite awhile, but even though I have forgotten most of its original flow,I still remember the mention of the curious phrase Old Soul,which has always stayed with me.

Years later, after authoring a handful ofpopular articles about the topic, creating and administering anonline group that (to date) consists of over 10,000 self-identifiedOld Souls, and receiving the stories of hundreds of people who feelold inside, I have decided to compile my findings in thisbook.

Chapter 1

How Can a Soul beOld?

Is there really such a thing as an OldSoul? How can this be if time is a relative construct of the humanmind? And besides, arent souls eternal?

These are only some of the many questions Ihave come across in my time researching and writing about OldSouls, and all of these questions are very important and valid.

The problems arise when we interpret thephrase Old Soul literally rather than symbolically orfiguratively. The general consensus among people of all religions,spiritual practices and traditions since the dawn of time has beenthat our souls are immaterial, ageless, changeless and eternal.They represent the essence of who we truly are and they signify thedeepest craving many of us possess in life: to be at One with ouressential nature. Therefore, it is absurd to think that a soul canreally age, for the phrase is self-contradictory. But that isonly if we rationally and literally analyze it.