There is a huge silence inside each of us that beckons us into itself, and the recovery of our own silence can begin to teach us the language of heaven.
Meister Eckhart, 13th century monk
The monkey mind will always be restless. Our feelings will always be jerked around by life’s ups and downs. Curious, as I was driving through the Rocky Mountains, I was connected to an inner silence that put this “noise” in context. It didn’t drown it completely out, but the identification with the “noise” was missing.
You cannot force the inner silence. It’s either there or identification with “body, mind, world” is. Yet, as natural as breathing, connecting with inner silence is not that hard. It just demands a letting go of all the stuff that somehow doesn’t seem so pressing anymore when viewed from its presence. It’s a falling into the inner silence as we let go.
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