If we really want to pray, we must first learn to listen,
for in the silence of the heart, God speaks.
I nourish my spiritual life, for therein lie my anchor. My understanding deepens; my faith that life has meaning grows.
In the silent night
a child was sent
to embody
the Mystery of
God alive
among us.
Be still and know I AM.
If you would know deeper dimensions of yourself and the Divine, my friends, befriend the Silence.
Only by learning silence, solitude, and emptying can you find the place where the roots of all living things are tied together.
There is an old story about a famous rabbi living in Europe who was visited one day by a man who had traveled by ship from New York to see him. The man came to the great rabbi's dwelling, a large house, and was directed to the rabbi's room, which was in the attic. He entered to find the master living in a room with a bed, a chair, and a few books. The man had expected more. After greetings, he asked, "Rabbi, where are your things?”
The rabbi asked in return, "Well, where are yours?"
The visitor replied, "But, Rabbi, I"m only passing through."
And the master answered, "So am I, so am I."