Myself embroiled in a constant battle to figure out how to get well. Trying to learn how to quiet my mind and reflect on what I’m grateful for and calming my mind.
Chirping of birds and crickets, the calls of bugs, the wind blowing in the trees, the barking of a dog, the dirt under my shoes, the rain dripping down, creation revealing God’s creativity
When I’m silent I hear that every little thing is alright. I’m innner guide tells me that taking the time to listen and be open to love which is all around.
I hear my heart, resonating with the hearts of everyone I’ve touched or been touched by, and the beautiful and mysterious life of nature all around and within me.
I prefer to make the change for "what" to "who" above. "Who" better identifies the intelligences within silence. The presence of these "Super Intelligences" is the direct assurance that we Human Beings are never alone.
Be Well Present
EdS
"When you sit in meditation, in silence, you listen to this dialogue. I ask you with whom are you talking with? You think: 'it is with myself" It is not with yourself, it is with your Guardian Angel that you a...
When I am silent, “who” do I hear?
I prefer to make the change for “what” to “who” above. “Who” better identifies the intelligences within silence. The presence of these “Super Intelligences” is the direct assurance that we Human Beings are never alone.
Be Well Present
EdS
“When you sit in meditation, in silence, you listen to this dialogue. I ask you with whom are you talking with? You think: ‘it is with myself” It is not with yourself, it is with your Guardian Angel that you are talking. That’s why I say listen to your inner voice and consult that super intelligent Archangel who loves you. ,.., Daskalos
Kevin pretty well nailed it for me! Although I am not a Quaker, silence is the one practice I engage in that is a necessity in my life.
What do I hear in silence? What I need to in that moment.
When I am silent I can hear almost everything. And then if I go even deeper into that silence the ‘everything’ that is related to sound itself fades away too, which is wonderful. As a Quaker, silence to us, since we worship in silence, is akin to what a good pipe organ is to a Presbyterian or a revival is to a Pentecostal!
And silence has feet of its own, too. I have observed how silence is understood and practiced among artisans, from weavers to musicians and from writers to rowers. The ...
When I am silent I can hear almost everything. And then if I go even deeper into that silence the ‘everything’ that is related to sound itself fades away too, which is wonderful. As a Quaker, silence to us, since we worship in silence, is akin to what a good pipe organ is to a Presbyterian or a revival is to a Pentecostal!
And silence has feet of its own, too. I have observed how silence is understood and practiced among artisans, from weavers to musicians and from writers to rowers. The beautiful thing about silence is that nobody owns it and it cannot be apportioned, sold and taxed.
– Kevin
Myself embroiled in a constant battle to figure out how to get well. Trying to learn how to quiet my mind and reflect on what I’m grateful for and calming my mind.
The heartbeat of the Universe.
I often hear inner dialogue that I have to calm in order to find silence.
I am the same. It’s a difficult thing to overcome. It becomes a habit I’ve found. Am working on quieting my mind and reflecting on peace and calmness.
The Still Small Voice – Sometimes. It takes a bit of practice!!
my breath
Chirping of birds and crickets, the calls of bugs, the wind blowing in the trees, the barking of a dog, the dirt under my shoes, the rain dripping down, creation revealing God’s creativity
When I’m silent I hear that every little thing is alright. I’m innner guide tells me that taking the time to listen and be open to love which is all around.
I “hear focus”.
Quiet Corner Of The Garden
I can hear the travellers:
Motor cyclists, car drivers, haulage contractors
Yet not yet the aircraft pilots, but that won’t be long
I can hear the construction workers
Builders, joiners, plumbers, electricians
Men with saws, drills, planes and electric screwdrivers
I can hear the infrastructure being updated
Men digging holes, and cutting trenches
For the super fast broadband cables
I can hear a woman
Bringing out cups of tea, having a laugh
Her way to keep the w...
Quiet Corner Of The Garden
I can hear the travellers:
Motor cyclists, car drivers, haulage contractors
Yet not yet the aircraft pilots, but that won’t be long
I can hear the construction workers
Builders, joiners, plumbers, electricians
Men with saws, drills, planes and electric screwdrivers
I can hear the infrastructure being updated
Men digging holes, and cutting trenches
For the super fast broadband cables
I can hear a woman
Bringing out cups of tea, having a laugh
Her way to keep the workmen working
I can hear the Gregorian chant
On my Bluetooth speaker
Beneath my meditation seat
I can hear the breeze
As it gently traverses
Through the grasses and the trees
I can hear my mind
Rattling as it slowly settles
To the sound of the first helicopter of the day
I hear my heart, resonating with the hearts of everyone I’ve touched or been touched by, and the beautiful and mysterious life of nature all around and within me.
An internal “swoosh” of air displacement, or the movement of wings, as my heart opens and expands to receive the guidance I’ve asked for.
When I am silent, "who" do I hear?
I prefer to make the change for "what" to "who" above. "Who" better identifies the intelligences within silence. The presence of these "Super Intelligences" is the direct assurance that we Human Beings are never alone.
Be Well Present
EdS
"When you sit in meditation, in silence, you listen to this dialogue. I ask you with whom are you talking with? You think: 'it is with myself" It is not with yourself, it is with your Guardian Angel that you a...
When I am silent, “who” do I hear?
I prefer to make the change for “what” to “who” above. “Who” better identifies the intelligences within silence. The presence of these “Super Intelligences” is the direct assurance that we Human Beings are never alone.
Be Well Present
EdS
“When you sit in meditation, in silence, you listen to this dialogue. I ask you with whom are you talking with? You think: ‘it is with myself” It is not with yourself, it is with your Guardian Angel that you are talking. That’s why I say listen to your inner voice and consult that super intelligent Archangel who loves you. ,.., Daskalos
Infinitude asking why I am still reincarnating.
Kevin pretty well nailed it for me! Although I am not a Quaker, silence is the one practice I engage in that is a necessity in my life.
What do I hear in silence? What I need to in that moment.
White noise
I hope it’s not like the kind from electronics…
Had it just the other evening: not reading or coloring–just being. It was delicious. Can hear God when I’m silent or can open myself to hear Him/Her.
When I am silent I can hear almost everything. And then if I go even deeper into that silence the ‘everything’ that is related to sound itself fades away too, which is wonderful. As a Quaker, silence to us, since we worship in silence, is akin to what a good pipe organ is to a Presbyterian or a revival is to a Pentecostal!
And silence has feet of its own, too. I have observed how silence is understood and practiced among artisans, from weavers to musicians and from writers to rowers. The ...
When I am silent I can hear almost everything. And then if I go even deeper into that silence the ‘everything’ that is related to sound itself fades away too, which is wonderful. As a Quaker, silence to us, since we worship in silence, is akin to what a good pipe organ is to a Presbyterian or a revival is to a Pentecostal!
And silence has feet of its own, too. I have observed how silence is understood and practiced among artisans, from weavers to musicians and from writers to rowers. The beautiful thing about silence is that nobody owns it and it cannot be apportioned, sold and taxed.
– Kevin
Wonderful, Kevin. Thank you!
Perfect.
Love it, Kevin : )
You are so right, Kevin! Rumi said “Silence is the language of God, everything else is a poor translation.” .
Ah, Rumi!
and for me silence is the sound of love…
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