SILENCE

2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life. They contemplate SILENCE and SOLITUDE. Whether it be in the lush garden of a sub tropical city or on the Hill in a white cottage. Alone or deeply private within the coupling. It is the season of the perfect white fleshed peach and the deep plum. Silently. Macadamia nuts lie early on the ground and mangoes are behind glass in chutney. When the key is turned in the StarWagon – there is not one sound.

“Nothing resembles the language of God so much as does silence.”

Meister Eckhard wrote those words. What do they mean? Among other things, they speak of a deep mystery.

sw1 It is better wither to be silent, or to say things of more value than silence. Sooner throw a pearl at hazard than an idle or useless word; and do not say a little in many words, but a great deal in a few.
Pythagoras

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When we have the courage to speak out – to break our silence – we inspire the rest of the “moderates” in our communities to speak up and voice their views.
Sharon Schuster

BIIRD ON WIRE

I saw old autumn in the misty morn
Stand shadowless like silence, listening
To silence.
– Thomas Hood

BONFIRE

We all sat in silence. This guy walks onto the stage and up to the microphone.
He adjusts his glasses. This is him, D. T. Suzuki, we’ve seen pictures of him before,
but he looks smaller. He reaches out and taps the mike. A hollow ping sounds
though the hall. He says: “Zen Buddhism, Very hard to understand. Thank you.”
Then he walked off the stage.
– A story told by Jonathan Greenlee about a a visit by D. T. Suzuki to UCLA.

BUNMAG

In human intercourse the tragedy begins, not when there is misunderstanding about words, but when silence is not understood.

CAT BLUE “If something is boring after two minutes, try it for four. If still boring, then eight. Then sixteen. Then thirty-two. Eventually one discovers that it is not boring at all.” –John Cage.

DOGS BOWL

 

FROM ZEN FROG

How long had Ryoanji been there? You must have asked –
but there is no remembrance, just the rocks
and the gravel and the wall
and the very great silence,
the rootedness of deep meditation,
the weight of the rocks and the trees of this earth,
as if their roots grew right down through your heart…

– Ryoanji Zen Garden. By Jan Haag.

 

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