I grew up in this forest and I knew These giant trees when they were nothing more than Than slender saplings swaying in the wind; Sought solitude, delighted in the lore Of nature, who became my teacher first; Walked down trails where sun and shadow meet, Through silence softly tucked about the days; Traced the twists and turns of every creek. Stepping lightly through the after-glow, Amid the falling flakes of silver white, Belonging to the moment and the mood, Another little creature of the night, With quickened breath, ears attuned, who stood ... Sensing God within this winter wood!
Talking about connecting to a higher power: Whether we think of that higher power as God, or whether we think of that higher power as just our own inner wisdom, silence is absolutely imperative to get there...
That is where we always find our deepest wisdom.
Our activities in the world are really important. Being active helps us to gain skills and helps us to gain knowledge and build relationships.
But wisdom always comes out of silence.
~ Catherine Torpey, New Morning Treasury, thanks to Liz Stewart
