The Potency of ‘just’ Being

Words are powerful. However – just for the record – lets remember that we make them up, along with all of the stories we then create around these words. But are they an expression of anything authentically our truth?

One of our greatest gifts is our imagination – to make things up. Just watch any child at ‘play’. This capacity was hard-wired for all of us when we arrived, created and creative. The rest is merely conditioning. Anything that removes us from a sense that life is wondrous, though not without the inevitable scrapes and bruises, is simply not our truth – merely inherited knowledge of what life ‘should’ be.

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If your life isn’t working for you, check in with yourself and listen closely to the words you are telling yourself – both about yourself as well as about other. Take time to simply be with what is really happening – it takes courage to be vulnerable. But in being openly honest (vulnerability) with ourselves, we gain access to our only true power.

Do you ever wonder? Yes, simply just be with and muse, wonder, get Zen. It is like a cat merely resting languorously in the sun. Can you imagine if you were to establish a practice of ‘no word’ and just listen, without attachment, to the sound of silence? If there is speaking, still listen for the breaks in the flow of words. Like music, the meaning is established or discerned in the ‘no sound’ as much as in ‘the sound’.

Although words are powerful, it is equally true that the space of ‘no words’ or silence, or truly listening is also profound. We are always so busy – not only speaking or listening to others speak – that we too often forget to allow for the space of no words. Just listen.

Why do you make words mean so little or so much?

What might our world be like if we spent more time communing in silence and ‘listening’?

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Light has a different quality at the beginning of day in the early winter morning than in summer. Have you noticed? Nature sounds different in spring than in winter – have you noticed? What is the sound of silence to you? There is beauty, magic in this kind of attention – an attention that does not rush in to describe, or worse, ignore altogether.

Words are powerful but so is the sound and healing presence of silence. Have you tried it?

 

                                             You, Darkness

                             You, darkness, that I come from

                             I love you more than all the fires

                           That fence in the world,

                           For the fire makes a circle of light for everyone

                           And then no one outside learns of you.

                           But the darkness pulls in everything-

 

This poem by Rainer Maria Rilke reminds me also of words, like the fires in this poem – and ‘no words’/silence – being like an enveloping darkness.

I love the melodies of words, ‘tis true. However, I fear that we miss the beauty that waits in silence. This is especially so if we get caught up in a mindless barrage of words, labels, and a need to be the gong or in a throng, absent of silence and listening.

What if we could speak mindfully, listen for the music, making space for, at the risk of being vulnerable, silence.

What if our true power – vulnerability – lays in our willingness to be with the no words, or silence as much as in the spoken words?

 

                   Silence sounds like the space between night and day,

                 The glance of love that needs no words,

                 The full moon rising over the lake,

                 The morning dew on the quiet grass,

                 The first rays of the new day’s sunlight,

                 A mystery too deep for words.

 

Forgive me…I believe this is a stanza from a poem by Mary Oliver; I neglected to cite its origin. But it is too beautiful to not close with the beckoning sounds of silence.

— Judith
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