What did you find in the fields today, you who have wandered so far away?
I found a wind-flower, small and frail, and a crocus cup like a holy grail; I found a hill that was clad in gorse, a new-built nest, and a streamlet's source; I saw a star and a moonlit tree; I listened... I think God spoke to me.
Unless we are rooted in God, and rooted in the only sure way of listening to God -- namely, silence -- then we are doomed to spend our lives standing at the window of life and watching the world go by... It strikes me that most of the first part of our lives is spent filling our heads with information. The last part -- and the most important part -- is spent emptying our heads of all the trivia so that our hearts may be free to learn wisdom -- in silence.
~ from COMMON BUSHES AFIRE WITH GOD by Kieran M. Kay
