Listening to the Still Voice Within
March 16, 2008
Photo by Lisa
Usually when I meditate, the silence is like a bath. I feel clean and fresh when finished . Other times, a very quiet and slow inner voice speaks poetry. Today I felt inspired and awed in what I heard. Below is what was said:
Heart’s gate open, allowing wind to blow through, awaiting any movement.
Stillness speaks. There is only Love, this is your own face. All else is illusion and the gift of human incarnation into space and time.
The “I” a lie, this “I” of the mind chatter. “I” that speaks story-The Talker.
The Listener within is the “I” that speaks without word. Known only through presence-feeling of being-without naming. Wind blowing through the open gate.
Singing softly is Rumi’s “Beyond right and wrong is a field, I’ll meet you there.” Yes, The Listener is the field. That essential invisible Life Force.
Love’s Force streaming, the living electricity of all form-powering birth, growth, death and rebirth…
And you little one, a lover, a facet on the diamond, resplendently reflecting Love’s glorious shine.
