Country life, and the glory of silence
I say aloud to myself, “Ahh…it’s so quite here! Thank God I moved to the country!” And the words reverberate warmly through the room, their sound highlighting by contrast the rich, glorious silence which they flow through, like ripples on a shimmering lake, the glint of sunlight reflecting diamonds all around.
Not always am I able to see the majesty and peace that is within me and all around me. A quiet and peaceful place certainly makes it easier, I have found. Some days are stormy; others, serene; and some, simply blissful. Today, there is a quiet bliss – the joy of simply being.
As Voltaire said, “Paradise, is where I am.” It is where any of us can be, if we become inwardly still and present enough to see it. But we have to stop clutching at glass beads long enough to notice that richness and expansiveness of being which is eternally present.
East and West agree – or at least, the sages from both hemispheres are in full agreement. The ground of being is pure and empty – and rich beyond measure: and it is always present, within us, and all around us. Let those who have ears hear; let those who have eyes see.
As a dear and wise friend once said, “Be still, and seek the light.”
Nirvana and samsara are one. The kingdom of heaven is within you.
J. Todd Ring,
October 20, 2013