July 2026 Newsletter
The Soul as An Interface of Being
by Dr Scott Zarcinas Board member of Soul Talks Inc.
Imagine yourself sailing across the ocean. Beneath you lies an immense depth of water that stretches beyond the horizon, while above you the open sky seems equally without limit. The surface on which you are sailing is the boundary between the ocean and the air; yet the more I reflect on it, this boundary is a remarkable metaphor for the soul.
Let me explain.
The surface is where waves arise and light is reflected. It is where water continually evaporates into the atmosphere before returning as rain. It is where the wind transfers its energy into the sea, creating movement across the water, while the ocean continually releases moisture back into the air. Nothing taking place at the surface exists in isolation because every movement belongs to a continual exchange between the ocean and the sky.
This is why I think this image offers a great way of understanding the soul.
We often think of the soul as something that belongs to us, or perhaps as something that connects God with the human person. While those images have value, they can suggest that the divine and the human are somehow separate realities requiring a bridge between them.
This is where the surface of the ocean suggests something different. It has no independent existence of its own. It exists only because the ocean and the sky are continually commune with one another. It is neither wholly ocean nor wholly sky, yet it never stands apart from either.
The phrase that comes to mind is: the soul is the interface of being.
By interface I do not mean a dividing line. I mean the living place where participation continually occurs. Just as the surface is where the ocean expresses itself as waves while remaining inseparable from its own depth, the soul is the living interface where Infinite Being becomes individuated without ever ceasing to be infinite, and where the individuated soul participates in the infinite from which it arises.
The movement is bidirectional, and never one way. We receive life, we express life, we breathe in and breathe out. We experience both inspiration and expiration, ebb and flow. The soul is not choosing between two worlds but participating in one continuous reality.
The image of the ocean surface also changes the way I think about identity. Waves are real, yet no wave exists independently of the ocean. They arise, they take form, they disappear, but nothing essential has been lost because the ocean has never ceased to be present.
It seems to me that we often make a similar mistake with ourselves. We identify with the changing movements of experience—our thoughts, emotions, achievements, disappointments, ageing, and ultimately even death—and gradually mistake those movements for who we are rather than what the soul experiences.
Looking at the ocean has reminded me that movement and depth are not opposites. The surface exists because of the depths beneath it, and the depths continually express themselves through the surface. In much the same way, I have come to see the soul as the living interface of being, where the invisible continually becomes visible while never ceasing to belong to the infinite Life from which it comes.