People talk all the time. Words do not do it. Feeling/sensing/intuiting instinctively/knowingly does it. The Quakers have it down. Spending time together quietly waiting/watching to see what arises/appears/emerges from the silence. That's the way to do it. Ah, but. There is a catch, not even the Quakers are savvy about. In order for silence to work as it needs to work, first, there has to be emptiness. We have to empty ourselves of all the noise we carry with us all of the time. Our inner noise drowns out our inner wisdom. Worrying, fearing, desiring, remembering, planning... We walk around too preoccupied with the noise within to listen to anything. To hear anything. Emptiness is the prelude to silence. The prerequisite to silence. We cannot hear anything until we empty ourselves of everything. First, comes emptiness. Then, comes silence. Then, comes knowing. That is the process, and has been from the beginning. And no one can do it for us. We have to do it for ourselves. And that is the kink in the hose.
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Tabula rasa, not small talk or dissertations.
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