FROM THE EXTREMES OF SOUL PLEASING
TO THE MOST DESTRUCTIVE EVIL
(AND ALL IN BETWEEN & BEYOND)
WITHER AND PALE
IN PRESENCE OF
THE GREAT BREATHER’S
BREATH OF ORIGINAL SILENCE
AN ORIGINAL ONE’S
FORM & FORMLESSNESS
“IT’S A BEAUTIFUL DAY IN THIS NEIGHBORHOOD…”*
Mister Rogers Theme Song
"The Great Silence" calls to me again,
pulling me out of the chaos of the world trance.
The familiar Presence of the Unamable wafts over
my Heart like a gentle breeze -
opening the space,
unlocking the doorway to deeper Stillness of Being,
pulling me inward to a deeper Silence...
I settle within, floating
through the day, unperturbed;
acutely aware of the Presence of "The Silence"
within my Heart; the healing balm for a troubled soul.
this "pulling" into the Great Silence.
It came unbidden...
pulling me into Its pure Stillness of Being,
wrapping Its invisible, gentle, loving hand
around my Heart...
listening to "the call" more intently...
feeling the Purity of Peace,
and the gentle Acuity of Presence.
Nov. 1, 2018
we can hear Silence
because the intensity
of this pure energy
manifests itself through
the sound of existence.
Why do you always feel hunger and thirst within yourself?
Through thought, you could attract all the subtle elements
given out so abundantly in space,
all the nourishment longed for by your soul and spirit.
These elements are at your disposal
with no prohibitions, no limitations.
So now, why not try to overcome these limitations
and see the immensity awaiting you.
The Lord is more than generous: he distributes everything.
in water, trees, rocks,
and mostly in air and in the sun.
humans are dying inwardly and spiritually,
because they do not want to make the effort
to accept the life that could feed their soul and spirit.
leaving others behind;
it is not his fault, however, if you, yourself,
do not search for this food.
otherwise you will always feel you don’t have enough to eat
for many incarnations to come.
Omraam Mikhael Aivanhov
The real silence is death and this is terrible.
To approach this silence, it is necessary to journey to the desert.
You do not go to the desert to find identity,
but to lose it,
to lose your personality,
to be anonymous.
You become silence.
You become more silent than the silence around you.
And then something
you hear silence speak.