In quiet cleared open space- Im prone to a spontaneously sing a little song. Sometimes funny, rhymey, little skat now and then. I smile with gratitude for the voice I’ve received. Have a great week ☮️
sometimes, space arises, for expansion and inspiration, and if silence runs deeper and my being is falling still while turning inward, then with moments at least, the possibility of expansion of stillness arises. Short moments of standstill of movements of mind. A deeply peaceful state of mind. and possibly, deep joy.
Right now
I’m thinking
of one of my favorite songs of silence,
for there is always something in that space,
and never nothing . . .
I love to be out on a snowy night
when the world has gone to bed
and listen to the silence of the snow.
The air
is cold, crisp,
and pristine,
and often
a few small flakes
are still drifting down to where I stand.
What arises in me
is a deep sense of my smallness,
and also
that this smallness
is not only connected to,
but embedded in
the Universe . . .
the big story.
Nothing else is important in those moments,
and yet it is all so awesome
in the truest sense of the word . . .
sometimes i feel the urge
to lie down
in the vast, white bed of snow,
and let its sweetness hold me.
My heart opens up
and I feel I am beyond this earth
and am hearing the music of the spheres
calling me,
comforting me,
telling me
that all is as it should be . . .
that all
will ever be
well. ♥
I think that a lot feelings arise for me, I tend to keep myself busy to suppress them. I am learning it is okay to sit in those feelings and that that is the first step to navigating them.
Today’s Question: When I make space for silence in my daily life, what arises? I share a meditation I wrote a few years ago, a poem I wrote in 2012, and a link to Richard Rohr’s meditation for today as all speak to me of the need for silence in my daily life. Silence in my daily life helps me know what I’m telling myself!
I wrote the following meditation in 2023.
“What you are, the world is. And without your transformation,
there can be no transformation of the world.”
J. Krishnamurti
In silence what do I notice?
In the silence, my body speaks to me and tells me how tense I am and my monkey mind wants to chase its thoughts. As my dear 100 year old uncle says, “You suffer from analysis paralysis.” Meditation is always a challenge for me but so worth my time. It helps me hear and feel the calm that dwells at my core. I love this quote. It speaks a profound truth to me: “What you are, the world is. And without your transformation, there can be no transformation of the world.” It reminds me that I have to “Be Still to Know.” When will we ever learn the difference between revolution and evolution??? When will we choose to evolve instead of revolve??? I share a poem and reflection I wrote in 2012.
Evolution by Carol Ann Conner
July 12, 2012
Fear—massive and heavy
Fear—deep and daunting
Fear—tight and constrictive
Fear—permeating every cell,
limiting every opportunity
to grow.
A primal cry,
screaming silently
bursting my frozen lungs,
cracking my brittle bones,
confronting my fear-filled mind,
exposing my heartfelt vulnerability.
Has the heart forgotten
that everything belongs?
It hides, trapped
in the revolutionary chains
handed down
generation after generation.
I see my ancestors.
They look out at me
through my own eyes,
pleading with me,
“This time let’s do it differently. Let’s evolve instead of revolve.
This time let’s change—no longer re-arrange the past.”
I wrote this poem in 2012…my attempt to deal with this weary body, mind and heart. I had a spiritualist do a reading for me in AZ…we called on my ancestors and a group of women showed up who appeared depressed, oppressed and they expressed a wish to help me. When the spiritualist was describing this vision, I saw myself on Thanksgiving night 1994 when I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, reached for the hair brush to comb my hair and the woman in the mirror did not pick up the brush. I knew I was on the verge of losing touch with reality. She looked out at me with the saddest, most fearful expression I had ever seen and I knew she was me. She was showing me what I had become. I took several steps to change that but alas, I really did not let go of the past. I have repeated this pattern all of my life and I do not wish to do it this time! Time is short and I would like to meet and greet my ancestors with the gift of an evolved DNA!
Indeed,
dear Carol Ann,
the Heart knows . . .
our own hearts know–
EVERYTHING belongs.
Your poem
is so powerful . . .
voluntary evolution
is what is truly required of us all
if we are up to the task.
If not,
well then,
we’ll just keep slogging through the mud
and never become the lotus.
Thank you for this
and for Richard Rohr’s mediation . . .
all we need to do
is to love
and with that love,
serve. ♥
Then, perhaps, awareness of my breath, the sounds around me of the house that is never truly silent, the feeling of being grounded by gravity, the sensation of my pulse slowing. Peace, calm, acceptance of what is.
I am finding this question a challenge to answer this morning. I begin each day in silence, with reading and coming to this website, and sometimes writing. This practice grounds me for the day. Throughout the day, I have the opportunity for silence often if I choose to go there. That can look like deep appreciation for something I’ve accomplished or created. It can look like an opportunity to figure out, as Josie said, the next right move for a situation. It can look like dosing off for a nap! To sum it all up, spaces of silence seem to be essential for me for a variety of reasons.
When I make space for silence in my daily life, memories arise. The beautiful ones, the ugly ones. All nourish my wisdom, empathy, and resilience. Happy Monday, everyone! 🌱
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In quiet cleared open space- Im prone to a spontaneously sing a little song. Sometimes funny, rhymey, little skat now and then. I smile with gratitude for the voice I’ve received. Have a great week ☮️
I smiled reading this 🙂
Thank you for the smile, Carla.
sometimes, space arises, for expansion and inspiration, and if silence runs deeper and my being is falling still while turning inward, then with moments at least, the possibility of expansion of stillness arises. Short moments of standstill of movements of mind. A deeply peaceful state of mind. and possibly, deep joy.
Beautifully said,
dear Ose . . . ♥
Right now
I’m thinking
of one of my favorite songs of silence,
for there is always something in that space,
and never nothing . . .
I love to be out on a snowy night
when the world has gone to bed
and listen to the silence of the snow.
The air
is cold, crisp,
and pristine,
and often
a few small flakes
are still drifting down to where I stand.
What arises in me
is a deep sense of my smallness,
and also
that this smallness
is not only connected to,
but embedded in
the Universe . . .
the big story.
Nothing else is important in those moments,
and yet it is all so awesome
in the truest sense of the word . . .
sometimes i feel the urge
to lie down
in the vast, white bed of snow,
and let its sweetness hold me.
My heart opens up
and I feel I am beyond this earth
and am hearing the music of the spheres
calling me,
comforting me,
telling me
that all is as it should be . . .
that all
will ever be
well. ♥
We are kindred spirits in these moments, Sparrow. Thank you.❄️
Always,
dear M2 . . .
Namaste ♥
Thank you Sparrow, this is beautiful. I could see and feel the snow falling. And I too enjoyed the Grace of the silence.
♥
I think that a lot feelings arise for me, I tend to keep myself busy to suppress them. I am learning it is okay to sit in those feelings and that that is the first step to navigating them.
Today’s Question: When I make space for silence in my daily life, what arises? I share a meditation I wrote a few years ago, a poem I wrote in 2012, and a link to Richard Rohr’s meditation for today as all speak to me of the need for silence in my daily life. Silence in my daily life helps me know what I’m telling myself!
I wrote the following meditation in 2023.
“What you are, the world is. And without your transformation,
there can be no transformation of the world.”
J. Krishnamurti
In silence what do I notice?
In the silence, my body speaks to me and tells me how tense I am and my monkey mind wants to chase its thoughts. As my dear 100 year old uncle says, “You suffer from analysis paralysis.” Meditation is always a challenge for me but so worth my time. It helps me hear and feel the calm that dwells at my core. I love this quote. It speaks a profound truth to me: “What you are, the world is. And without your transformation, there can be no transformation of the world.” It reminds me that I have to “Be Still to Know.” When will we ever learn the difference between revolution and evolution??? When will we choose to evolve instead of revolve??? I share a poem and reflection I wrote in 2012.
Evolution by Carol Ann Conner
July 12, 2012
Fear—massive and heavy
Fear—deep and daunting
Fear—tight and constrictive
Fear—permeating every cell,
limiting every opportunity
to grow.
A primal cry,
screaming silently
bursting my frozen lungs,
cracking my brittle bones,
confronting my fear-filled mind,
exposing my heartfelt vulnerability.
Has the heart forgotten
that everything belongs?
It hides, trapped
in the revolutionary chains
handed down
generation after generation.
I see my ancestors.
They look out at me
through my own eyes,
pleading with me,
“This time let’s do it differently. Let’s evolve instead of revolve.
This time let’s change—no longer re-arrange the past.”
I wrote this poem in 2012…my attempt to deal with this weary body, mind and heart. I had a spiritualist do a reading for me in AZ…we called on my ancestors and a group of women showed up who appeared depressed, oppressed and they expressed a wish to help me. When the spiritualist was describing this vision, I saw myself on Thanksgiving night 1994 when I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, reached for the hair brush to comb my hair and the woman in the mirror did not pick up the brush. I knew I was on the verge of losing touch with reality. She looked out at me with the saddest, most fearful expression I had ever seen and I knew she was me. She was showing me what I had become. I took several steps to change that but alas, I really did not let go of the past. I have repeated this pattern all of my life and I do not wish to do it this time! Time is short and I would like to meet and greet my ancestors with the gift of an evolved DNA!
Richard Rohr’s meditation today, 10/26/2026: https://cac.org/daily-meditations/sacred-service/
Thank you Carol.
🙂
Carol Ann, your story is so powerful, thank you so much for sharing it.🙏
Your most welcome, Mary
Indeed,
dear Carol Ann,
the Heart knows . . .
our own hearts know–
EVERYTHING belongs.
Your poem
is so powerful . . .
voluntary evolution
is what is truly required of us all
if we are up to the task.
If not,
well then,
we’ll just keep slogging through the mud
and never become the lotus.
Thank you for this
and for Richard Rohr’s mediation . . .
all we need to do
is to love
and with that love,
serve. ♥
🙂
When I make space for silence, I tune into where I’m at. Maybe a good opportunity to meditate for a spell.
First, the cacophony of my internal monologuing.
Then, perhaps, awareness of my breath, the sounds around me of the house that is never truly silent, the feeling of being grounded by gravity, the sensation of my pulse slowing. Peace, calm, acceptance of what is.
Thanks, Barb
I am centered. I feel peace & calm.
🕊️❤️
Calm
“1 Breath equals 1 mind” Phil Jackson.
Peace and messages from my higher Self.
I am finding this question a challenge to answer this morning. I begin each day in silence, with reading and coming to this website, and sometimes writing. This practice grounds me for the day. Throughout the day, I have the opportunity for silence often if I choose to go there. That can look like deep appreciation for something I’ve accomplished or created. It can look like an opportunity to figure out, as Josie said, the next right move for a situation. It can look like dosing off for a nap! To sum it all up, spaces of silence seem to be essential for me for a variety of reasons.
When I make space for silence in my daily life, memories arise. The beautiful ones, the ugly ones. All nourish my wisdom, empathy, and resilience. Happy Monday, everyone! 🌱
Indeed, Ngoc.🩷
You have just pointed out,
dear Ngoc,
that we can learn from our past . . .
I agree.
Thank you for this reflection. ♥
NGOC, I relate to your words.
The next right step to take.
Peacefulness
https://nationaltoday.com/worldwide-howl-at-the-moon-night/
Just like the coyotes!
Dear Michele . . .
will do. 🐺
Thanks Michele, 🌕🐺❤️