I sit on the front porch of our cabin and "listen" to the complete silence. It's so quiet that when a bird flies past, I can hear the air passing beneath its wings. Gradually I become one with the silence and my heart opens to the joy of life. During the winter, when we don't live at the cabin, I visualize sitting on that porch as a way to "stop" the hustle and bustle of my day-to-day world.
I said to the one who stood at the Gate of the Year, Give me a light that I might go safely out into the darkness. The gatekeeper replied, Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the hand of God. That shall be more to you than a light and safer than a known way.
