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Running Fox Papers Volume 6, issue number 42 ~ November 2006 ~ Silence Approaching... Who approaches me in the silence of his Heart, will meet Me. Jakob Lorber (These words have been received by Jakob Lorber (1800 - 1864) as divine revelation of the inner word.)
The motive to choose silence as the topic for this month’s newsletter was the silence walk on October 22nd, organized by myself and Caroline Groeneveld of Modron Coaching. This walk, which included silent instructions, was a unique experience, and this newsletter shares several testimonies from some of the participants. Due to the enthusiasm of the participants and the ambitions of Caroline and I, we will organise more silence walks in the future. Watch the Modron and Running Fox newsletters for more information. What is silence? In reflecting about this phenomenon I run up against the philosophical question if silence is simply a lack of sound (passive), or is silence an action, an operation in itself (active)? These questions are not easily answered. To try to reach a well-founded answer, it seems necessary to become quiet myself. To become absorbed in the silence, experience it and then try to perceive if that silence feels like an operation or as something neutral, something where each action would be absent. I have not succeeded in getting a weighed answer. Is silence natural and restful, or is it also possible to experience it as oppressive, or even threatening? That of course depends in particular on the circumstances of yourself, as well as of your surroundings. Does silence exist? Is silence an illusion (experience), or is silence something you never hear (operation), because always, somewhere, sound is to be heard. Be it only your pulsation or the rustling of your own blood. In any event, I find for myself that silence, be it absolute or not, is a necessary rest point in the seemingly more hectic and louder everyday life. Is it important then to explain scientifically what silence is and what it is not? The answer to this must be no, because all I want is to attain passiveness in the silence of my heart. To actively try to get my spirit passive as a result of which I come closer to that which is important for me: to be able to communicate with the other world, to meet God, to learn to know myself . For this reason this newsletter has been dedicated to the silence of the heart, to become one with Mother Earth, and to the knowledge of Self. Running Fox wishes you many exquisite quiet hours. Note: Via the Internet I discovered the so-called Site of Silence. All kinds of information concerning silence are presented. It is really interesting what is given here.
The Nada Chronicles, part 36 ~ by Hans Brockhuis Slowly Abigail came to. She was lying on the ground and looking straight up into the laughing face of Rhiannon, the Mother Goddess. It was full moon! Yet, it was all so confusing. One moment she was in the big kitchen of Athlone Castle, the next moment she was lying here in the open air. Clearly something had been erased from her memory. She was cold, for it was the end of October and rather chilly. She had a throbbing headache, her muscles ached, and her legs were full of scratches. In short, she felt miserable. She was lying in the shrubbery of a holly bush with her head on a big flat stone that contained a variety of symbols she couldn’t understand. She touched her head; hmm, there was a swollen lump that wasn’t there before. Her dress was torn and she was covered with dirty smears. What was she doing here for God’s sake? How did she get here? Hundreds of questions haunted her mind. She looked at the moon, but she didn’t know. A bat that fluttered by didn’t know either. Then she heard a loving voice in her head. A familiar voice that stood by her in difficult times. She’d heard it from the moment she lost her parents in a great fire about 5 years ago.
By Myriah Krista Walker How innocently we come to bless everything in our at-moss-spheres. Through Gratitude we begin to learn of the power we truly have within us. Breathe into your Heart. Breathe slowly and deeply, and focus on that which you Love. Breathe deeply of Love, letting it fill you. As you focus on Love, you feel the energy of Love within you. This energy of Love doesn't stop at the end of your skin. The energy of Love is an ocean that surrounds us permanently. Love has no time. No forward or backward. It simply ripples in ALL Time. Focus on Love as your hands touch your keyboard. This Love goes to the store clerks that handled it, the freight personnel that shipped it, the manufacturer that made it. Consciously send Love to all these people that handled this keyboard NOW.
Klaas Dijkstra When I die, I want to die pricking clouds
By Yvette Leidelmeijer More than ever, I sense my path of growth as a road to initiation consisting of a variety of delicious high diving and gliding flights. Sometimes I hear, “You are going too fast, slow down and stop to see and listen. If not you’ll miss the essence.” I know and feel this is true. Consciously created moments of silence give me the space for open reveries, spontaneous meditations and visualizations. During silence, sometimes previous awareness dissolves, and a new insight germinates. Sometimes a new inspiration flashes forth, unhindered by the humming of my thoughts. The more I experience this direct game, the more something within me yearns for it. Silence is essential for me to know myself alone in this space. When I type this I believe that sometimes a feeling of All-One comes into being in that space.
By Ineke van der Linden Silence is inside. Outside are the sounds: faraway traffic, wind rustling in the trees, a snapping branch. Inside is my inner nature, outside is living nature giving me symbols: trees, shrubbery, countryside, the radiant heath and the shadowy woods, the mirroring of the waters, the distance. The symbols entering silence show me the way that I can go. In silence many footsteps fall, one foot after the other, using sandy roads, tarmac, moss and grass. With a group of silent people, silence is experienced more intense than walking alone. Silence is emptiness, and in that emptiness I can receive. Perspectives reveal themselves, opportunities that I failed to see otherwise. I am more open to the surrounding nature, to the people I walk along with. Images and non-spoken words get inside easily. In that silence we draw from one and the same source: primal wisdom, the zero-point-field, the collective subconscious. In that way we give presents of wisdom to each other, I to you and you to me. Thus we share in silence. Silence is holy to me. In silence I can experience the Be-Whole, in solidarity with the cosmos, the universe. Silence is Love.
by Hans Brockhuis In the wide Ocean of Silence In the wide ocean of silence She knows what she has been
in the waters of life She re-members what she once
was She is intense thankful and We who stay behind Good-bye dear dolphin Other interesting paragraphs on Running Fox: ~*~*~*~ Running Fox Papers’ are a medium, created to be a stage for my own work, and for that of others that has touched me, thus being able to make this available for all those who are interested. Mirjam Coumans BA and I did the translating and editing. If you do not yet appear on my mailing list, it will be possible to subscribe for free by sending an E-mail to this address, mentioning: ‘subscribe Running Fox’. In the case that you are not interested in the Papers anymore, please write to the same address saying: ‘cancel Running Fox’. In that case you will be removed from the list with love and without any judgement. Please visit my website at: www.runningfox.nl and enjoy all it contains. |
