8th December, 2022
Silence: The Mystery of Wholeness (Berkeley, CA: North Atlantic Books, 2008), 37.
Image: Oksana Manych, Ukraine, unsplash.com/@ksu_mashch
The short image-backed quote, above, is an extract from a longer quotation, below, taken from Robert Sardello's Silence: The Mystery of Wholeness (North Atlantic Books, 2008), 36-37. You can read more about this book by clicking here.
'The most basic experience of Silence is intimacy. We feel an intimacy with the world, as if we are within everything around us rather than behind or alongside things that we are looking at. This mantle of touch brings us to the living truth of our being. We know who we are in a completely non-self-conscious way. We feel how we, in our individuality, are part of a vast and mysterious world process. And when we cultivate Silence to the point that we are consciously within it rather than imagining that it is in us, we cannot be other than we are. …
Silence keeps us intimately bound with the truth of our being, constantly conveying to us in a bodily way that our individual and unique presence as soul, spirit, and body intermingles with the world and, at the same time, lives a free and independent existence. Illusion and ego-fantasy begin with forgetting this intimacy.'
'The most basic experience of Silence is intimacy. We feel an intimacy with the world, as if we are within everything around us rather than behind or alongside things that we are looking at. This mantle of touch brings us to the living truth of our being. We know who we are in a completely non-self-conscious way. We feel how we, in our individuality, are part of a vast and mysterious world process. And when we cultivate Silence to the point that we are consciously within it rather than imagining that it is in us, we cannot be other than we are. …
Silence keeps us intimately bound with the truth of our being, constantly conveying to us in a bodily way that our individual and unique presence as soul, spirit, and body intermingles with the world and, at the same time, lives a free and independent existence. Illusion and ego-fantasy begin with forgetting this intimacy.'