Silence is all, say the sages.
Silence watches the work of the ages;
In the book of Silence the cosmic scribe has written his cosmic pages;
Silence is all, say the sages.
Silence is something extraordinary; it's not the silence between two noises. Peace is not between two wars. Silence is something that comes naturally when you are watching, when you are watching without motive, without any kind of demand, just to watch, and see the beauty of a single star in the sky, or to watch a single tree in a field, or to watch your wife or husband, or whatever you watch. To watch with great silence and peace. Then in that watching, in that alertness, there is something that is beyond words, beyond all measure.
We use words to measure the immeasurable. So one must be aware also of the network of words, how words cheat us, how words mean so much: communism to a capitalist, means something terrible. words become extraordinarily important. But to be aware of those words and to live with the word silence, knowing that the word is not silence, but to live with that word and see the weight of that word, the content of that word, the beauty of that word! So one begins to realize, when thought is quiet, watching, that there is something beyond all imagination, doubt, and seeking.
...Silence demands space, space in whole structure of consciousness. There is no space in the structure of one's consciousness as it is, because it is crowded with fears - crowded, chattering, chattering. When there is silence, there is immense, timeless space; then only is there a possibility of coming upon that which is the eternal, sacred.
Where is silence? Where is solitude? Where is Love? Ultimately, these cannot be found anywhere except in the ground of our own being. There, in the silent depths, there is no more distinction between the I and the Not-I. There is perfect peace because we are grounded in infinite creative and redemptive Love.