...What's a soul?

That's not rhetorical--really, what is it? Define it. Anyone. I bet we'll all have different definitions, and I'd love to hear them.

Just to throw it out there, I may as well say that I think the concept of the soul is superstition, and is unnecessary because the mind, housed in the brain, is all that I am. My memories are there, I make my decisions there, and I imagine things there. Where's my soul?

It's another example, in my opinion, of humans thinking they're the super-special chosen ones. Do animals have a soul? Plants? Microbes?

I understand the desire to be a part of something infinite, everlasting, and undying. We are--and I call that thing consciousness, not soul. What do you all think?