For the seven years I lived in Mt. Shasta, one of the returning themes for people coming in for five day retreats?
Was the absolute resistance to ‘the Silence’ as if it was something foreign…unheard of…as if you got there by turning off the television.
Well, that’s a start…
It was also one of the greatest treasures each individual parted with; an experience of just that.
I read a line of a writer claiming loneliness today, because of the need to be on her own to write…and it prompts me to address the *issue* — for it is that; an issue.
Tapping creativity, accessing, happens from the vacuous space of Silence; from the Void.
Entering the Silence? It is like being in the womb…a blank slate, a listening, beating heart.
It’s familiar. Comfortable. Alive.
I encourage others to step in.
Step into the Silence.
Unplug and be in nature, get off the grid — do whatever you have to do to give that to yourself.
Because THAT’s where and when. THAT’s how. THAT’s the door of creation.