In order to follow inner wisdom, we have to first know it. In order to know it, we have to hear it; to hear it, we have to be still. . . . I still have on my desk the conch shell I picked up at the beach on my second day of silence. Listen, it continues to remind me. Listen to what you can hear when you are being still.
Where Wisdom makes her home
peace and harmony abide
Suffering becomes redemptive
and quiet joy resides within the pain...
Peace and harmony abide
radiating out to a wounded world
And quiet joy resides within the pain --
within the dazzling darkness ...
Radiating out to a wounded world
silent messengers of healing --
Within the dazzling darkness
compassion and justice reign ...
Silent messengers of healing
suffering becomes redemptive
Compassion and justice reign
where Wisdom makes her home.