The mind felt this
measureless silence and it self became silent - or rather it moved into silence
without the resistance of its own activity.
Meditation is effortless
and with its silence, it has to plant its seed into the mind that creates a
feeling of silence that will never end.
The noise of a city, the
neighbor hood or even the noise in the searching mind with all its twisted
thinking, is becoming a psychological and physical torture.
Being sensitive to beauty, to look at a sunset over the sea, or the smile of a child, or a beautiful work of art, is very easy to emphasize a feeling to it.
Those are the very moments; when the senses acting to what you need to hear or become aware of.
Listening with attention, how to look at a tree or a beautiful landscape, the moon reflection on the water, where beauty speaks for it self, without an opposite or conflict.
Listening is an act of attention, the same as one observes, or
maybe hears in some notes in a music theme. Giving the noise attention and not
condemn the noise, will naturally ceases to disturb the mind.
God is the source of silence revealed by nature's diversity of trees. flowers, and landscapes changing horizon, the stars and our local luminaries and how beautiful they move in silence.
Silence is the bridge to a hereafter of a continuation of the same life in another sphere.
The sphere underneath the thinker, the stillness underneath the love and pain is the salvation and the bliss, and everybody wants it.
The space of silence gets easily distracted with the noise of a God from religions with so much activity that there is no room for silence and being with God.
God is what wants to complete oneself.
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