(something known enhanced/re-freshened by something new, gifted from a new-found friend and brother)
…return like echoes in a canyon
Hollow, disembodied, ineffectual, mimicry
There is nothing the canyon needs to learn or be taught
It simply “is”
The truth is, voices can probe nothing
Only in stillness and silence
Can we be filled
One would not ask a toddler for help filling out an income tax form?
In God’s eyes we are as infants
Instead of fighting the ambient sounds of surroundings
Embrace it fully, all of it even the most annoying and grating!
Close your eyes and listen for the blending…it will come
(think of making a kinda’ “smoothie” of sorts)
Only then can it be arrested and hushed
You see, one cannot prevail against the sounds of life
Only accept it, be enfolded by it till it becomes a garment worn
Be in harmony with it
If one takes a cold shower
Before jumping into a swimming pool
The water feels warm
Acclimate to your surroundings
Be accepting, tolerant and find the harmony
And one may achieve a deep peace in meditation
Under the harshest, most challenging, cacophonous conditions
If one is always probing?
How can one be open to receiving?
if one keys a microphone on a two-way radio to speak to a superior
in any chain of command setting…
but does not “relinquish” their grasp
one cannot be open to receive orders