Silence is the silence of God. We need the quiet to bring out the real in our lives. It is a time to listen to the “inner teacher” and draw from its deep pool of wisdom.
“Silence is the language of god,
all else is poor translation.”
I am constantly travelling in a time machine from one phase of life to another. No I don’t have a time machine but my mind is a good enough medium to make this wish true. I am either in my past, dwelling over something or in the future, fantasizing about things. Yes, I enjoy the present, but never completely.
My parents always taught me that my mind is superior. It should control my body. But mind is a part of our body, it was never meant to control our body. They co-exist to fulfill their parts. They are mistaken to be two different entities but they are two parts of the same energy.
Why can’t we stop these thoughts?
We are highly unsatisfied. Ask the Queen of England, she missed peace of mind, Ask the shopkeeper, he…
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