|A Cottage by the Sea||
Helen Keller and a young girl.
Self-pity is our worst enemy and if we yield to it, we can never do anything wise in this world.
A word that evokes scary images of aloneness, of vulnerability, of having to face one’s inner world. We say we want a deeper spiritual life, yet we deny it by avoiding perhaps one of the most crucial elements—silence. We are afraid of it. In our media-drenched culture, silence is intimidating.
Barbara Erakko Taylor
Everybody should have his personal sounds to listen for - sounds that will make him exhilarated and alive or quite and calm.... One of the greatest sounds of them all - and to me it is a sound - is utter, complete silence. ~Andre Kostelanetz
To know what you prefer instead of humbly saying Amen to what the world tells you you ought to prefer, is to have kept your soul alive.
Robert Louis Stevenson
If you follow your bliss you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living. When you can see that, you begin to meet people who are in the field of your bliss, and they open the doors to you. I say follow your bliss and don’t be afraid and doors will open where you didn’t know they were going to be.
Sometimes I'd like to wake up in New Zealand.
I found that solitude gives me myself for company, and that when I am alone, especially in the early morning, that it is as if I am a deep quiet pool that allows whatever needs to come into my awareness to surface.
Jean Shinoda Bolen
Silence is a great friend of the soul; it unveils the riches of solitude. It is very difficult to reach that quality of inner silence. You must make a space for it so that it may begin to work for you….If you have a trust in and an expectation of your own solitude, everything that you need to know will be revealed to you.
It is only when we silent the blaring sounds of our daily existence that we can finally hear the whispers of truth that life reveals to us, as it stands knocking on the doorsteps of our hearts.
Goodnight to the old lady whispering, “Hush.”