A Day of Silence Can Be A Pilgrimage In Itself …

We were both silent, each waiting for the other to speak, but speech is not the only means of understanding between two souls.  It is not the syllables that come from lips and tongues that bring hearts together.

There is something greater and purer than what the mouth utters. Silence illuminates our souls, whispers to our hearts, and brings them together. Silence separates us from ourselves, makes us sail the firmament of spirit, and brings us closer to Heaven; it makes us feel that bodies are no more than prisons and that this world is only a place of exile.
— Kahlil Gibran from The Broken Wings

The Master Simply Reminds People Of Who They Have Always Been

What is rooted is easy to nourish.
What is recent is easy to correct.
What is brittle is easy to break.
What is small is easy to scatter.

Prevent trouble before it arises.
Put things in order before they exist.
The giant pine tree
grows from a tiny sprout.
The journey of a thousand miles
starts from beneath your feet.

Rushing into action, you fail.
Trying to grasp things, you lose them.
Forcing a project to completion,
you ruin what was almost ripe.

Therefore the Master takes action
by letting things take their course.
He remains as calm
at the end as at the beginning.
She has nothing,
thus has nothing to lose.
What he desires is non-desire;
what he learns is to unlearn.
She simply reminds people
of who they have always been.
He cares about nothing but the Tao.
Thus he can care for all things.
— Lao Tzu from Tao Te Ching (Chapter 64 as translated by Stephen Mitchell)

In meditation, you are calm and receptive. You are like an open door providing a kind of cross ventilation so that the air of divinity can move through you.
Gurudev Shree Chitrabhanu

Silence

A day of Silence
Can be a pilgrimage in itself.

A day of Silence
Can help you listen
To the Soul play
Its marvelous lute and drum.

Is not most talking
A crazed defense of a crumbling fort?

I thought we came here
To surrender in Silence,

To yield to Light and Happiness,

To Dance within
In celebration of Love’s Victory!

— Hafiz from I Heard God Laughing: Poems of Hope and Joy (translated by Daniel Ladinsky)

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