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Showing posts with label Pristine Silence. Show all posts
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Friday, March 1, 2024

This "Silence" - Amoda Maa


A non-dual perspective on our Essential Nature

"Silence" is not a mental state or a spiritual state, it is already
here prior to thinking, labeling or naming, or feeling;
prior to any experience in perception.

It is not about achieving a state of silence - by rising above.
It is an invitation to go inward to the Deep, the Quiet within.

It is what you already are.  It's your Essential Nature.

"Silence" is known before you take hold of your experience
and categorize it putting it into a mental category of
understanding or knowing.

It's your primary nature - everything else is secondary.


Amoda Maa
on you tube

~

This "Silence" is not about closing the doors, turning off the
phone and lighting candles.  Nor is it to do with trying to get
rid of your thoughts or imagining the perfect sanctuary of
peace.

This "Silence" happens when you stop giving attention to the
narratives that wrap themselves around your experience of
reality.  This "Silence" happens when you turn towards tenderness
every time an unwanted feeling enters your inner landscape.
This "Silence" happens when you have surrendered all resistance
to what is.  This "Silence" happens when you [realize] that
the whole universe is you.  

....Whether you sit in deep stillness or whether you are doing
something [the requirements of daily living] this "Silence" is
always here...  It is in you as Being-ness [your Essential Being].

It's about whether you can fall into the "Silence" that is
always here...

Perhaps it is wise to ask: how can I meet the world
as "Silence"?



With thanks to No Mind's Land

~

Photo - Mystic Meandering
Undulating Silence





 

Monday, June 6, 2022

The Power of Quiet - Malidoma Patrice Some


The power of quiet is great.
It generates the same feelings in everything one encounters.
It vibrates with the cosmic rhythm...
It is everywhere, available to anyone at any time.
It is us.
The force within that makes us stable, trusting and loving.
It is contemplation contemplating.
Peace is letting go - returning to the Silence that cannot enter
the realm of words because it is too pure to be contained
in words.


with thanks to No Mind's Land

~

Photo from Death Deconstructed



 

Monday, March 15, 2021

Perfect Pulsing Silence...


 Perfect Pulsing Silence...
Utter Stillness...
Breath-giving Life...

This is what I come to sit for;
to sit in utter and complete Silence of Being -
the pulse of Life;
to feel and sense "The Silence;"
to feel its Aliveness,
to hear Its Song...

Sitting in the silence of not-knowing
puts one in a place of really listening,
with no agenda or expectation,
leaving the space open for "The Silence" to speak,
to calm the mind and
sing Its Song to the Heart...

I listen deeply for the Song of Silence...

A breeze touches my arm gently from the window
inviting me to be more acutely aware...

I gaze inward
to "The Silence" within
that is mirrored
in the silence of the night.
It's all the same Silence that infuses everything...

The Rhythm of Silence begins ~

I sit back in my chair
listening to the pulsing Silence
within and without,
feeling Its familiar Rhythm,
feeling the dance of intimacy begin again...

Nothing disturbs It,
Nothing disturbs the depth of It,
Nothing prevents Its Song
from being sung ~

In this intimate Silence I am reminded that
everything occurs within "The Silence";
all life, all breath, all death, all movement
occurs within this vast space of Silent Awareness
that we are...

In "The Silence" of Awareness
I know everything is living according to Its
natural order - is following Its natural order,
including this life I call mine...
All life is being lived
by the hush of "The Mystery"...

All is the pulse of the Great Silence ~
The pulse of Life ~

Mystic Meandering
Meditative Writings
May 2011

~

Photo - Mystic Meandering






Saturday, February 20, 2021

Into the Great Beyond


 Nothing Remains To Think Or Know

Nothing left but Whispers and

eventually they Disappear

leaving only

Pure Original Silence

the Pure Silent Consciousness

of Origin

Dorothea Mills
10/18/2020


I just found out that my blog friend, Dorothea, of only a few months,
passed to the Great Beyond on January 17, 2021.
The above writing was one of her last posts...

Shine On Dear One!

Photo- Dorothea on the beach on Harbor Island, The Bahamas


Thursday, September 17, 2020

True Silence - Dorothy Hunt


Silence is a deep, interior Presence that actually
has nothing to do with whether there is noise or
quiet in the environment or in the mind.  What is
revealed in Silence is your Being, your Presence,
your awake and intimate Awareness...in its deepest
dimension.  This Silence is what we are, what life is,
what moves the Universe and simultaneously is its
Source.

The deeper the Silence, the greater is the felt sense
of the Mystery that sees beyond all thoughts, images,
and acquired knowledge.  We become aware of a
deeper dimension of our Being that is very quiet,
very still, completely open, very natural...

Psychologically minded folks may wonder if soaking
in Silence is a way of bypassing what needs to be
seen or felt or understood.  In the true Silence of
our awake nature, nothing is avoided, nothing denied,
nothing attached.  Rather than numbing us to experience,
this Silence lovingly invites everything that has been
hidden or denied to come out of the shadows into
the light.  True Silence opens us to the truth of the 
present moment.


One does not have to effort to find this Silence and Stillness.
It is not something we create.  It is felt the moment we
relax and become receptive, the moment we stop trying
to move toward or away from anything.


Dorothy Hunt
Buddhist Teacher
from - Leaves from Moon Mountain

Thank you to No Mind's Land

~

Photo - Mystic Meandering



 

Friday, January 3, 2020

The Kiss of "The Mystery"...


There is an intimacy in the deep recesses of internal Silence
that is indefinable, inexplicable, inexpressible
and hauntingly sublime...

A fluidity of
light and color...

A movement of
The Grand "What Is"...

There is depth and breadth,
yet no boundary.

There is substance and fullness,
yet - Emptiness...

It is a subtle, rhythmic
intimacy of
Mystical Silence
that opens the Heart;
that embraces, surrounds
and fills every crack and
crevice of existence...
Unwinding the contractions
of
body and mind...

There is a "sanity" in this Silence
that bestows a soundness of heart through Grace
that is beyond mere mental comprehension -
beyond cognition...

Finding the deeper Rhythm within
one loses a sense of "self"
and becomes
The Silence ~
Breathing ItSelf...

knowing It Is:

The Breath of the Infinite

The Whisper of Love

The Kiss of "The Mystery"



Mystic Meandering
 2016

~

Photo from the Internet

The Aurora Borealis seems to take the shape
of a round face looking down, kissing the earth...




Saturday, December 28, 2019

Pristine Silence...


Pristine Silence
Untainted, Untouched
filled my chest...

I gasped at its sudden, unbidden
Presence...
Golden Silk slicing through me
like warm clarified butter,
in undulating waves of light...

It arose again and again from within,
so clean and clear.
I marveled at its clarity;
undistilled, undisturbed clarity...

This golden-hued Silence opened in my chest,
inviting me to look inside -
to see it clearly - to recognize "it."

This that I thought had been lost to me.
This - this Pristine Silence - that is the very
Presence of The Mystery...

I was both humbled and ecstatic
by the imagery - focused on the
Silken Silence that had cut through me,
opening me to ItSelf;
Inviting me inward in waves of
Golden Silk...

All I could do was watch internally -
in awe and wonder, as this Pristine Silence
split me open and kissed my heart -
and stayed...


Mystic Meandering
Dec. 28, 2019

Personal Note:
How does one even begin to accurately describe
The Presence of The Mystery - the Indescribable -
that leaves its touch, its image, imprinted forever in
the heart.  Words can only try to translate what is
experienced - the treasure that is found in awesome
 wonder - leaving one wordless...

~

Photo - Mystic Meandering