In Commune

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The stillness of it all, we are told that still waters run deep, but somehow the image brought about a moment, and the moment was that moment when we enter a place of stillness, it awakens the divinity within us.

We actually do not know much about isolation and are clueless about silence. In our quietest and loneliest hour the automatic ice-maker in the refrigerator will cluck and drop an ice-cube, the automatic dishwasher will sigh through its changes, a plane will drone over the free way will vibrate in the air, red and white lights will pass in the sky, lights will shine along the highways and glance off windows. There is always a radio that can be tuned to some all-night station, or a television set to turn artificial moonlight into the flickering images of the late show. We can turn on the music system to whatever consolation we most respond to be it Mozart of chittibabu in my case or any other grateful dead.

Spiritual searchers Patanjali Yoga sutra tells us, need to become freer and freer of the attachment to our own smallness in which we get occupied with I-me and myself. pondering on large ideas or standing in front of things which remind us of a vast scale can free us from acquisitiveness and competitiveness and from our likes and dislikes. If we sit with an increasing stillness of the body and attune our mind to the sky or to the ocean or to the myriad stars at night, or any other indicators of vastness the mind gradually stills and the heart is filled with quiet joy. Also recalling our own experience in which we acted generously or with compassion for the simple delight of it without expectations of any gain can give us more confidence in the existence of a deeper goodness from which we may deviate.

All this profoundness eludes to me, to me  these trees in their stillness seem to experience eternity, and as I look at them I connect to my emotions, live through my passions and am able to keep my mind still, there is something about space and silence they seem like two aspects of the same thing, that essentially no-thing. they are externalization of inner space and inner silence which is stillness, the infinitely creative womb of all existence.

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