On the Soul & Spirituality.

I was born on May 15th, roughly two months before my due date. I spent the first four weeks of my life at the hospital, most of it in an incubator. Recently, my mom told me that until about the time I hit my due date, I wasn’t really there — that she felt like I was still a part of her. & then, all of a sudden at some point in early-to-mid July, I kind of came to… I was me. Wild, right?

The same thing happens at the other end of life, too. If you’ve ever seen someone who has passed away, they feel almost like a shell. It really makes you think about what the body is, & the idea of a soul.

I’m not religious in the slightest. My dad is very scientific about life & my mom is spiritual — I’d say I’m somewhere in the middle. My logic sides with the thought that when we die, we just disappear into nothingness. & that scares the shit out of me. But I do believe in the soul, & the idea that we’re all connected somehow in this crazy thing called life. & it’s hard for me to imagine that our personalities, our essence, is really just a series of chemical reactions & other scientific stuff.

Anyway. It was on my mind, so I thought I’d share.


“On _____.” is a series of Sam’s quick thoughts “on” things.

  1. On Aliens.
  2. On Waves.
  3. On the Soul & Spirituality.
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