Sunday 20 October 2013

In stillness...

How many of us are comfortable with stillness? We tend to surround ourselves with voices, sounds, people, laughter…seeking comfort and a reason for living in them. While they all play a part in shaping, developing and providing meaning in our lives, do we ever take the time to quieten down and be still?

‘Stress management’, ‘Slowing down’ are all jargons that have somehow become words that are bandied about by all and sundry. These words conjure up visions of idyllic holiday spots and activities that are again filled to the brim with…well, voices, sounds, people, laughter. So what’s different? The stresses and anxieties get waylaid for a while, providing a temporary relief to many; only to raise their heads at the next opportunity.

Are you comfortable with stillness? In stillness…I find what I want to find. It could be love, comfort, God, the Spirit, relief, joy, sounds or music. The words from William Wordsworth’s famous poem, ‘The solitary reaper’, come to mind:
“I listened, motionless and still;
And, as I mounted up the hill,
The music in my heart I bore,
Long after it was heard no more.”

What strikes me here is the idea of listening to stillness, and carrying away its music in the heart.

  • In stillness, my world slows down and the mind pays attention to the soul within. 
  • In stillness, I listen to my body and become aware of subtle nuances that I would otherwise miss. 
  • In stillness, I become aware of my breath and how my whole being rests on that simple pattern of inhalation and exhalation. 
  • In stillness, I realise that all that matters is internal, not external; that all I need is within, not without. I realise that all that is without can only add to the experience from within. 
  • In stillness, I experience that my core is within. 
  • In stillness, comes a sense of oneness with the divinity or the spirit within, a peace, a communion with the self. 
  • In stillness, I experience the motion within.
With stillness, come purity, refined thoughts and words that don’t matter. The words of the song ‘Hallelujah’ by Leonard Cohen are very apt:

“There’s a blaze of light in every word
It doesn’t matter what you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah”

With stillness comes awareness of myself as a whole. An awareness, that starts the process of transformation from within.
With stillness, comes a sense of equanimity, inside and out.

So take time to be still, and listen to the voices from within. Take time to be still, and listen to the music within. Take time to be still, and listen to the secrets of the silence within. Take time to be still, and be attentive to what is going on within. Take time to be still, and become aware of the movements within. Take time to be still and harness your strengths from within.
Take time to be still...and just be...

Aloneness

Still voices, trills of laughter abound
Relationships which matter, people around
Company a keeping, yet chasms surround
The deep within - the unknown yonder.

Together, yet alone; deep yearnings galore
Ideals of relationships, fostered through years
Desires of complete union, nurtured within
Unbaked clay, never to see the potter’s kiln.

Union and separateness: two halves to a whole
Calm winds and raging tempests, the eye of the storm
Separateness experienced in the wholeness of union
Yet true union savoured by chosen few in the world.

Can there be separateness, when union is incomplete?
Or complete union when separateness is severed?
The self floats around, finding comfort in neither
Till courage stands still and lets go of either.

Letting go of desires, cravings within
Self with self, Union from deep within
The known with the unknown, shadow plays with light
Finding beauty in aloneness, for such is light.
 -Ann Joseph

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http://rapportinrelationships.blogspot.in/2014/11/the-dance-of-truth.html

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