God is in Silence

I finally got a reason to retreat in my sanctum sanctorum. For so many days I couldn’t understand why and how I consciously retreated to this space of immense silence. The great Indian Philosopher says: “Do not spend your energy in talking but meditate in silence. Do not let the rush of the outside world disturb you. Accumulate power in silence and become a dynamo of spirituality”. These striking words should be responsible for drawing me gradually inside as I remembered them each passing day. This place is filled with diffusing peace. Here, indolence never crosses my otherwise indolent mind. I understand almost nothing of this world. And it is this incomprehensibility which keeps me awake all the time. This place instills in me, a rushing wave of content. There is no confusion, no effort, no goals, no deadlines, no embellishments and no factual knowledge. This tranquility only owns a Silent Wisdom. The great peace keeper says: "We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature—trees, flowers, grass—grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls." And this is undoubtedly the unconscious reason for my retreat. No wonder why I am enraptured by its illimitable beauty.

For the world outside I am just A. This outer sphere perceives me in relation to my behavior, my strengths, my weaknesses, my attitude, my ambition, my possessions, my work, my people and everything else. And true it is for every being. But the inner sphere does not attribute me to all these artifacts instead it recognizes me as an immortal soul. It relates me with the purity of raw elements. And it does this in simple fashion just by unveiling its own nature making me realize myself. I am completely mesmerized by its silence. I remember a quote of a great scientist of 20^th century: "The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed." I am so happy that I am not stuck in aim-freedom-life-kin-money-power-fame chain. I am some what understanding what lies underneath. The German architect found his God in details, while I found Him in Silence.