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Silence is another name for God. Quietness is a name for consciousness, peace. Everything is found in the silence and not too much in the words. In quietness, you should try to be quiet for as long as you can, especially when you are at home. Try to sit in the silence and quietness for as long as you can. It's in the silence where you will receive the message. It's in the silence where pure awareness reveals itself to you. Never be afraid to sit in the silence. It's your greatest asset.
~ Robert Adams
No particular thought can be mind's natural state, only silence. Not the idea of silence, but silence itself. When the mind is in its natural state, it reverts to silence spontaneously after every experience, or, rather, every experience happens against the background of silence.
~ Nisargadatta Maharaj
True silence is not merely something that you do or keep; it is what you are. But being inwardly quiet can lead to the recognition and merging with the effortless silence within. This silence which is your natural Being.
Darkness may reign in a cave for thousands of years, but bring in the light, and the darkness vanishes as though it had never been. Similarly, no matter what your defects, they are yours no longer when you bring in the light of goodness.
~ Paramahansa Yogananda
Deaths and Entrances
On almost the incendiary eve Of several near deaths, When one at the great least of your best loved And always known must leave Lions and fires of his flying breath, Of your immortal friends Who'd raise the organs of the counted dust To shoot and sing your praise, One who called deepest down shall hold his peace That cannot sink or cease Endlessly to his wound In many married London's estranging grief.
On almost the incendiary eve When at your lips and keys, Locking, unlocking, the murdered strangers weave, One who is most unknown, Your polestar neighbour, sun of another street, Will dive up to his tears. He'll bathe his raining blood in the male sea Who strode for your own dead And wind his globe out of your water thread And load the throats of shells with every cry since light Flashed first across his thunderclapping eyes.
On almost the incendiary eve Of deaths and entrances, When near and strange wounded on London's waves Have sought your single grave, One enemy, of many, who knows well Your heart is luminous In the watched dark, quivering through locks and caves, Will pull the thunderbolts To shut the sun, plunge, mount your darkened keys And sear just riders back, Until that one loved least Looms the last Samson of your zodiac. Dylan Thomas
"After silence, that which most closely expresses the inexpressible is music." (Aldous Huxley)
♥♥♥ As for me, I know nothing else but miracles, Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky, Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water, Or stand under the trees in the woods, Or talk by day with any one I love, Or sleep in bed at night with any one I love, Or watch honey bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon... Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, Or of stars shining so quiet and bright, Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring... What stranger miracles are there?
The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. To dig for treasures shows not only impatience and greed, but lack of faith. Patience, patience, patience, is what the sea teaches. Patience and faith. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach - waiting for a gift from the sea. Anne Morrow Lindbergh
when we quiet our thoughts in meditation, we let go of trying to manipulate the world based on our inner fantasies of how things should be. We attain a humble sense of peace ...simply by observing and responding directly to what's happening in the always - new present moment. ~ John Selby ~
Love is the astrolabe of God's mysteries. A lover may be drawn to this love or that love, but finally he is drawn to the Sovereign of Love. However much we describe and explain love, ...when we fall in love we are ashamed of our words. ...Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear, but love unexplained is clearer. When the pen came to the subject of love, it broke. When the discourse reached the topic of love, the pen split and the paper tore. If intellect tries to explain it, it falls helpless as a donkey on a muddy trail; only Love itself can explain love and lovers! The proof of the sun is the sun itself. If you wish to see it, don't turn away from it. ~ Rumi ~
Wouldn't it be wonderful if we had a world where everybody said, 'We don't know?' The fact is that you're surrounded by God and you don't see God, because you KNOW ABOUT God. The final barrier to the vision of God is your God concept. You miss God because you think you know. The highest knowledge of God is to know God as unknowable. All revelations, however divine, are never any more than a finger pointing at the moon. As we say in the East, 'When the sage points to the moon, all the idiot sees is the finger'.
Keep your thoughts positive because your thoughts become your words. Keep your words positive because your words become your behaviors. Keep your behaviors positive because your behaviors become your habits. Keep your habits positive because your habits become your values. Keep your values positive because your values become your destiny. Gandhi