Sitting in my chair one morning there was a sudden,
spontaneous awareness of exquisite Silence
permeating the room.
spontaneous awareness of exquisite Silence
permeating the room.
It was a tangible Silence
pulling me inward - inviting me into its intimacy -
absorbing me...
pulling me inward - inviting me into its intimacy -
absorbing me...
Then mind said:
the faucet in the kitchen sink is broken,
gotta get a new faucet.
the faucet in the kitchen sink is broken,
gotta get a new faucet.
Silence silently said;
Follow Me...
Follow Me...
Mind said: there are several piles of laundry
needing to be done.
needing to be done.
Silence quietly said:
Be absorbed in Me...
Be absorbed in Me...
Mind said: clean your house!
Silence merely said:
Be undisturbed...
Be undisturbed...
And so I sat - within Exquisite Silence -
undisturbed, absorbed, at peace -
undisturbed, absorbed, at peace -
communing with Silence in silence...
sensing it, tasting it, feeling it,
experiencing it...
sensing it, tasting it, feeling it,
experiencing it...
Delighting in the Silence of Being...
Like the way of "the ancients" - like Rumi
who knew the intimacy of the
Rhythm of Silence in his whirling...
Like the way of "the ancients" - like Rumi
who knew the intimacy of the
Rhythm of Silence in his whirling...
Experiencing Exquisite Silence is
experiencing the presence of Pure Awareness,
the simple Isness of Being - just Being...
which is never disturbed by thought,
while thinking occurs simultaneously...
It's just Beingness being what It is -
Silence...
experiencing the presence of Pure Awareness,
the simple Isness of Being - just Being...
which is never disturbed by thought,
while thinking occurs simultaneously...
It's just Beingness being what It is -
Silence...
touching you,
whispering to your Heart to come and be still -
to listen...
whispering to your Heart to come and be still -
to listen...
Exquisite Silence is the thread that runs through everything -
infusing all life with its Quietness...
infusing all life with its Quietness...
Following the Silence takes you to the Eternal Ocean of Being,
where Silence continuously rolls in upon ItSelf,
where Silence continuously rolls in upon ItSelf,
wave after wave...
What ecstasy to be absorbed in Exquisite Silence...
I didn't want to move from my chair,
but to move only as Silence moved me...
Everything else can wait...
Mystic Meandering
Meditative Writings
Sept. 2012
Meditative Writings
Sept. 2012
This is it,beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for sharing.
Thank you _/\_
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