I hate to use the example of falling again, but it's the first thing that comes to mind. The morning after the really rainy day that I fell down several times, my body hurt. I had several bruises and was generally kind of achy. But my soul was excited and feeling adventurous, so I didn't pay any attention to the torments of my body.
Even though the body and the soul are two separate things in my mind, I think the body can emanate the beauty of the soul. Before college, I took 13 years of dance classes. I never felt my body more connected with my soul than when I danced. Whether I was upset or the happiest I'd ever been, I could use movement to express that. There would be times when I'd be dancing so much my body would just be exhausted, but the need for my soul to express itself overpowered that exhaustion.
Today in class we discussed how the faithful would trust that their souls would stay pure even through torture and terrible things happening to their physical selves. Our bodies set limitations on our soul, even if our soul just wants to move beyond them. My soul is awake all the time, but my body requires about 5 or 6 hours of sleep a night. This fact has been slightly unfortunate while traveling. If my body would allow it, I would stay awake 24/7 just to experience all the amazing things this country has to offer. :)
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