…wild silence

33.The wild silence comes with the roaring noise of thought, with words that run and run and run and revel in their cycle, their impatience to go nowhere, their insistence to be heard. The wild silence is neither patient nor restless, loud or hushed, careless or yearning. She knows but will not speak, her emeraldContinue reading “…wild silence”

…insights on inner listening

9.‘The stress of attaching to the experiences of all our days since birth keeps the attention confused, entranced, bewildered.’ You read this in the small square book you brought home several weeks ago. The beauty and truth of this sentence prompts you to look up, to pause and sit for a while. You’ve always believedContinue reading “…insights on inner listening”