“My Giant Soul and Tiny Me”

“You cannot stand anywhere in the universe that is outside of yourself.” – Deepak Chopra.

Peter Mayer has written many great songs about humankind’s journey and interconnectedness.  In “My Soul” he tackles the paradox of how we can feel so small in this universe, and yet at the same time have moments where our soul expands to become one with the Source of All Being.    

It is difficult to describe these numinous experiences, but Mayer’s splendid contemplative guitar-playing, and soulful lyrics are admirable.  Our lives are stitches in the quilt of the universe, specks of paint in the big picture, and quarter notes in the march of time connecting the past, present, and future.  “So, we live this life together, my giant soul and tiny me!”


There are a hundred billion snowflakes swirling in the cosmic storm

And each one is a galaxy, a billion stars or more

And each star is a million earths, a giant fiery sun

High up in some sky, maybe shining on someone


And deep inside a snowflake, I am floating quietly

I am infinitesimal, impossible to see

Sitting in my tiny kitchen in my tiny home

Staring out my window at a universe of snow


But my soul is so much bigger than the very tiny me

It reaches out into the snowstorm like a net into the sea

Out to all the lovely places where my body cannot go

I touch that beauty and embrace it in the bosom of my soul


And so brief and fleeting is this tiny life of mine

Like a single quarter note in the march of time

But my soul is like the music, it goes back to ancient days

Back before it wore a human face, long before it bore my name


Because my soul is so much older than the evanescent me

It can describe the dawn of time like a childhood memory

It is a spark that was begotten of the darkness long ago

What my body has forgotten, I remember in my soul


So, we live this life together, my giant soul and tiny me

One resembling forever, one like smoke upon the breeze

One the deep abiding ocean, one a sudden flashing wave

And counting galaxies like snowflakes, I would swear we were the same


Oh, my soul belongs to beauty, takes me up to lofty heights

Teaches sacred stories to me, sanctifies my tiny life

Lays a bridge across the ages, melts the boundaries of my bones

Paints a bold eternal face on this passing moment, oh my soul


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