“We need to find God, and He cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature – trees, flowers, grass – grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence. We need silence to be able to touch souls.” Mother Teresa
The new year seems like the perfect time to discover silence. Outside, the world slumbers. It is quiet. Introspective. Contemplative.
Inside, my body and soul yearn for the same….peace, solitude, rest. They cry for respite from the busy, frenetic pace my life seems to favor.
My friend, Julie, came to my house yesterday morning to teach our mutual friend, Ann, and I about the fundamentals of meditation.
Silence. Conscious breathing. Appreciation for the intangible force that creates and sustains my life.
“We need silence to be able to touch souls.”
And so, with eyes shut, hands on my belly to occasionally monitor my lifeline as it entered and exited my body, I savored the silence and offered prayers of gratitude for the sacredness of life.
“I’m breathing in.”
“I’m breathing out.”
My mind eventually slowed to match the pace of my breath.
The grandfather’s clock reminded me that I was still part of the physical world, but my mind became acutely aware that my spirit lives inside of me.
Unencumbered by the noise and restlessness of the physical world, I travel lightly.
My heart is full.