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The Competence of Quiet

Stillness came that morning as a hungry competitor to Quiet. Stillness raised its lowered head and asked Quiet "Will you let me just be?" Quiet looked beyond Stillness and gave no answer as that is it's way. Silence then emerged from behind them both. Quiet, Stillness and Silence - together at last.


I sat in meditation this evening. The quiet surroundings gave way to an ideal meditation experience. Yet, my sincere intentions of letting go, leaving this physical world were met with harsh reality. Quiet indeed were the surroundings, yet Stillness would not come. I had invited Stillness to join us, myself and the Quiet, but Stillness would not come. My heart, my intense yearning, my every want to let go - wouldn't. I was here, a construct of the physical world feeling the memories pressed between pages of yesterday whose images are blurred...intentionally Too painful still to be remembered...Perhaps that is why Stillness would not come. Silence intensifying around me, a deafening hush. The moments ticking away yet I long to be where time does not exist. The distractions of the physical world are many and oh so heavy. Each distraction worming it's way into my awareness until it's an appendage. Excess. Bagagge. Dead Weight. Meditation is what I sought this morning to cut loose that which weights me down and Stillness did not come. Quiet meet me in the room but Stillness did not come. I sat properly positioned in my space - Silence gently took my hand - but Stillness did not come. My inner self still grieving the immense loss. Gut punched. Quiet took my hand and gently placed it on my heart. "We are all here, but you don't listen. This is hard for you but everything is until it gets easy" said the competence of Quiet. Silence gave his approval... and then Stillness joined us all in the room from whence a new presence was felt...Peace.


Breath and Just Be -

Spiritual Medium and Animal Communicator

Cindy Kay Jones

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