In solitude I have travelled far and long, not lonely and yet alone held by silence like a child is held and protected by the womb of her mother.
On the edge of life in moments of deep despair, my only choice has been to give up upon my savage mind and the suffering, it carried along with my physical pain and let myself fall into the palms of silence. Into the sacred palms of life.
It has been an adventure of deep surrendering, each time on a level deeper into the depths of existence. Into the embodied intimate taste of being alive.
God came to me in silence. Showered me in untold blessings of love. Removed the veil of illusion. Awoke me. Illuminated me. Purified my heart. A sacred silent embrace. Pure initiated light. A profound love so infinite, celestial and
I was met with touch of compassion. Love, mercy and grace. Tears of gratitude. No coming, no going. No beginning, no end. No pain, no prison of deluded beliefs. No questions
and doubts. No judgement, no blame, no shame, no holding back what was meant to flow. What was broken became so softly mend. I placed my heart in the shelter of love and knew, that I was never alone. Touched by the intimate taste of life. The silence
within my breath. A sense of belonging. A sense of being home.
True medicine comes from stillness. In silence we give space for God. We gives space for a divine touch, a sacred voice
and blessings of love. An infinite embrace. Divine infinite grace. We lean closer into life. We be become embodied human spirits of light.
Silence is my sacred anchor rooted
in the core of my being. An always alert innermost presence within me, around me, close and yet far like the breath of God breathing through all. Held by the depths of silence life turns into a sacred song. Humble threads of love, all woven together in a mystical
unity without any hint of borders that separate, what is meant to be one.