“It is a paradox that we encounter so much internal noise when we first try to sit in silence.
It is a paradox that experiencing pain releases pain.
It is a paradox that keeping still can lead us so fully into life and being.
Our minds do not like paradoxes. We want things to be clear, so we can maintain our illusions of safety. Certainty breeds tremendous smugness.
We each posses a deeper level of being, however, which loves paradox. It knows that summer is already growing like a seed in the depths of winter. It knows that the moment we are born, we begin to die. It knows that all of life shimmers, in shades of becoming – that shadow and lighter are always together, the visible mingled with the invisible.
When we sit in silence we are profoundly active, keeping silent, we hear the roar of existence. Through our willingness to be the one we are we become one with everything.”
~Gunilla Norris