On soles, souls, and Soul—and overcoming stress

“They cut the souls up into little pieces!” the social media post proclaimed enthusiastically.

It was more humorous than nefarious—a homophone error in a description of a recycling program for the soles of worn-out shoes. Still, once I’d read it, I couldn’t get the thought of cut-up souls out of my head, because it felt weirdly relatable.

For some time, various responsibilities had been pulling me in so many different directions at once that I felt totally fragmented. They were all worthwhile activities I enjoyed being involved with, but my breaking point seemed near. Even trying to figure out how to fix the situation felt overwhelming.

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