Be Still And Know

I like to think that before we touched down on this crazed world and took on this flesh and bone, silence was our home.
It’s where we come from.
The realm of the spirit is silence. There are no desires for more. Feelings are shared without words. Everything is alive and rich and animated and buzzing with a collective knowing.
As I mentioned earlier this week in my post about the afterlife, we don’t need to die to experience the spirit-side of things.
We can have it right here and right now.
There are pockets of God waiting in the stilling of our heart and mind and desires and ambitions and false realities.
It doesn’t take much, just a willingness to sever our devotion to the gods of busyness and, if only for a few minutes every day, worship at the altar of silence.

