Taking a Breath and Diving into Dreams

I've been sitting in silence the last few weeks. Absorbing. Listening. Learning. It's a humbling process and human mechanical time feels so insufficient to absorb it all. Maybe that's why we return again and again.

And yet, it is good to be still. It is good to become available to yourself and to your soul. It is good to be quiet. It is very good to listen -- to others, to yourself, to the wisdom of your dreams. It is good to unplug and to hear the songs of the planets and those of the spring peepers.

There is a theory that argues that we self-sabotage and actively work to ignore our intuition because we fear its wisdom and what it would tell us. We are afraid to know our inner voice and to let it speak its truths. For some, it is much easier to self-silence and to adopt the voices of others. And I've wondered lately who is speaking when I speak? Is it my soul? Society? Religion? Family? Why are we content to parrot?

"And a man said, 'Speak to us of Self-Knowledge'
and he answered, saying:
Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights.
But your ears thirst for the sound of your heart's knowledge.
You would know in words that which you have always known in thought.
You would touch with your fingers the naked body of your dreams."
~ Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

Silence--the absence of talk--allows you to tune into your own voice. In the absence of noise, one finds truth. It is so good to sit and be still with this and to meet oneself again and again.

To say: "I see you. I hear you. I honor you."

It is a lovely place to begin.