“Inner silence works from the moment you begin to accrue it. What the old sorcerers were after was the final dramatic, end result of reaching that individual threshold of silence. Some very talented practitioners need only a few minutes of silence to reach that coveted goal. Others, less talented, need long periods of silence, perhaps more than one hour of quietude, before they reach the desired result. The desired result is what the old sorcerers called “stopping the world”, the moment when everything around us ceases to be what it’s always been. This is the moment when sorcerers return to the TRUE nature of man. The old sorcerers always called it “total freedom”
~ Don Juan (Carlos Castaneda) ~
today’s frequency calls us to stop the world as it has always been and dance the pathless path of silence in the dream cave of joy as holy fool of beauty, wanderer of rainbow wonder, trusting in one’s elf to leap off of ledges into waiting angels’ wings, to dream of a cosmos where we wage peace with lovingkindness and compassion from our shared deep well of radical generosity…
today’s journey is in deed a magical mystery tour, a day of gray, of rain and as i gaze into the river i re-member back nine years ago to a moment of stretching and traveling to a sacred space i have not been before… appearing as serendipity, a gift of wonder, i witness one, two, three, four rainbows with one disappearing and another appearing in its wake… with no sign of sun, the gray, rainy sky was transformed into rainbows… until this wild and precious moment, i thought of the sky as blue, gray or black… now, i know sky’s true nature as rainbow, what a grace to interbee rainbow mystery…
holy synchronisiddhi! interbeeing the world as it is… rainbow mystery flowing joyously and freely for us all to see and be… the beauty of what we truly love…
with every breath, may we hear the call to come home to our one cosmic heart, the kingdom of joy, beloved communion as one celestial/gaiian chorus singing, winging… wildpeace…
“The world… has forgotten the joys of silence, the peace of solitude which is necessary, to some extent, for the fullness of human living. Not all… are called to be hermits, but all… need enough silence and solitude in their lives to enable the deep inner voice of their own true self to be heard at least occasionally. When that inner voice is not heard, when man cannot attain to the spiritual peace that comes from being perfectly at one with his own true self, his life is always miserable and exhausting. For he cannot go on happily for long unless he is in contact with the springs of spiritual life which are hidden in the depths of his own soul. If man is constantly exiled from his own home, locked out of his own spiritual solitude, he ceases to be a true person… He becomes a kind of automaton, living without joy because he has lost his spontaneity. He is no longer moved from within, but only from outside himself.”
~ Thomas Merton ~
