Silence

When I am silent, I fall into that place where everything is music.

In silence there is eloquence. Stop weaving and watch how the pattern improves.

Rumi.

8 comments on “Silence”

Ron Walker
March 17, 2017

Reading that is soothing. Thanks.

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- debhuntwasinbrokenhill
  March 17, 2017
  
  I love how a 14th Muslim poet can still talk to us today
  
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monsoonwendy
March 18, 2017

Hearing this beautiful silence Deb.
Thank you.

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- debhuntwasinbrokenhill
  March 21, 2017
  
  I love the way you can be silent and not feel alone. So soothing.
  
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bkpyett
March 21, 2017

Dandelions capture your message so well!

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- debhuntwasinbrokenhill
  March 22, 2017
  
  Thanks Barbara, that photo was taken in Norway when we escaped the crowds of people on our cruise ship, hired bicycles and disappeared down a country lane.
  
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candidkay
March 22, 2017

Ooh, like this. I just said at book club last night: “Life is teaching me to allow, rather than make things happen.” I think related to Rumi’s thoughts above.

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debhuntwasinbrokenhill
March 22, 2017

I’m hearing you Kay! Any time I force something it gets distorted, I’m trying to listen and learn.

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