Silence

 

Photo Credit: Pinterest

Silence

The Divine dwells within our space of stillness. Silence contains all of the answers to our search for Truth, because in the presence of silence all questions, as well as the questioner, disappear. The Truth is already within ourselves, it is already ours and has always been ours. It lies within us, waiting to be discovered, we simply need to stop both chasing the truth or running away from it. Silence is the contemplation of our inner Truth.

When we interrupt the flow of our thoughts and break free from our inner noise, we enter our sacred inner space of silence. We begin by visiting our inner temple whenever we feel the desire to be there until it becomes our natural dwelling place.

Silence is beautiful only if it is rooted in awareness; if it is not rooted in awareness, then it is utterly empty. With awareness silence has a depth, a plenitude, a fulfillment, a contentment, an overflowing joy. With awareness silence blooms, releases great fragrance; without awareness the silence is utterly empty and dark, dismal, sad.

Silence can be either of the cemetery or of a sunrise. Silence can be of a bird on the wing, or it can be that of a corpse. Both are silences, but diametrically opposite. The silence of a corpse has to be avoided; the silence of a flower has to be imbibed. The silence of the flower will make you a flower, the silence of the corpse will make you a corpse. Both look the same from the outside. Don’t be deceived by appearances — always look for the essential, for the very core.

Two things can appear similar from the outside and may be just the opposite of each other. The seeker has to be very cautious, very conscious on each step; because the false is easy to attain. It is very easy to become dead, and very difficult to be overflowing with life.

Just by being silent nothing changes; one remains the same. Transformation comes through awareness. Awareness brings a silence of its own, very alive, throbbing with eternity, full of a song. It is not sad and not serious because it is not dead, it has a dance to it. It is tremendously beautiful, it is positive, existential. It does not make one just a hollow thing. It fills one to the extent that one starts overflowing with joy. One becomes so fulfilled that one cannot contain one’s contentment within oneself, it has to be shared. 

Very rare persons come to know the difference between the real silence and the unreal silence. In real silence one is in touch with one’s being, one’s very existence. The silence is profound and deafening – it is truly the golden silence. It has to be experienced to be believed. Pray that all of us find our real silence!