The silences that come to us are a gift . An invitation to know ourselves and to become intimate
with the deep knowing that we are a piece of something greater than ourselves . Winds moving
the branches of the trees in a wild dance , calm , limpid waters soothing to see and a bird
launching into flight all living within your breath .
The silences that frighten do not claim to be the cause . The ancient memories that lie
dormant in our hearts and the truth of our intentions and dreams that help our hearts to beat
are what we’ve become fearful of knowing . Knowing deeply , so deeply that thinking of the
depths of the ocean would be like a raindrop falling against your cheek in a storm .
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