Without movement, human existence tends towards the soulish. It is pulled like on a rubber band and only the ego, the acting, prevents with its (counter-)movement that we are absorbed in the spiritual. At some point the power of the ego wears off and the (counter)movement becomes weaker. We then come closer and closer to our soul being. We are drawn there.
On a small scale, it is the silence and stillness that, if we allow it, allows us to be close to our soul.
The ego literally runs away from its unchangeable fate in vain.