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Then He said, "Go out, and stand on the mountain
before the Lord." And behold, the Lord passed by,
and a great and strong wind tore into the mountains
and broke the rocks in pieces before the Lord, but the
Lord was not in the wind; and after the wind an
earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake;
and after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not
in the fire; and after the fire a still small voice.
1 Kings: 11
New King James Version
When we listen to the "inner voice,"
the place we come to eventually is silence.
Academy Award nominee
Everything is present in silence,
where the creative spirit of our
individual being unites with that
vast storehouse of insight,
infinite wisdom that
springs from the Divine.
Wayne Teasdale (1945-2004)
Author, teacher, lay monk
From "The Mystic Hours,"
New World Library, 2004
Through stillness joined to insight true,
his passions are annihilated. Stillness
must first of all be found. That springs
from disregarding worldly satisfactions.
As soon as the waves have stopped and the lake has
become quiet, we see its bottom. So with the mind
when it is calm, we see what our nature is.
Swami Vivekananda (1863-1902)
One of the most famous spiritual leaders of
the philosophies of Vedanta and Yoga
May there be peace in the higher realms;
may there be peace in the firmament;
may there be peace on earth.
May the waters flow peacefully;
may the herbs and plants grow peacefully;
may all the divine powers bring unto us peace.
The Supreme Lord is peace.
May we all be in peace, peace and only peace;
and may that peace come unto each of us.
My mother-in-law, Frankie, was dying of cancer. She had
previously gone through chemo and radiation therapies, been
diagnosed ‘cancer free’ only to have it reemerge and then spread
wildly. She tried chemotherapy one more time in an effort to
continue her life long enough to see the birth of her first great-
grandchild. In this, she succeeded. Shortly thereafter she halted
the chemo and began home hospice, then finally admitted herself
to a skilled nursing center for 24-hour hospice care.
On Mother’s Day, two years ago, she asked the entire family to
please come and visit her at the care facility. At that time, she
said her final good-bye’s to each of us. She then requested that
the doctors and nurses cease all medical measures that were
keeping her alive. She had made her peace and knew that her
time had come. We all waited for the final day to arrive, when the
call would come saying that Frankie had passed on. My wife,
Kathleen, visited her mother daily. But watching her wither away
was taking its toll on her.
One Thursday, Kathleen called me at work to say that she was
going to see her good friend, have dinner and talk – she needed
to not see her mother, it hurt too much. I had an ‘unsettled’
feeling the remainder of the day and finally decided to head for
home early. For what ever reason, I delayed my departure a little
bit, then finally left about 6:00pm, taking the long way home –
using surface streets most of the way from my work in Los
Angeles County to my home in south Orange County. As I
approached the 91 freeway, getting relatively close to home, I
had a feeling, a little voice that said, “Go see Frankie.” Instead
of continuing home, I got on the freeway and drove – quickly –
to the care facility.
When I arrived, Frankie was unconscious and breathing with
great difficulty – very laborious and very unsettled. She had a
frown on her face, as if encountering some inner struggle. I sat
with her for a few minutes, then went over to the bed. I took her
hand and gently stroked her brow, wanting to wipe away the
frown. I talked to her a bit and, as I had done with my own
mother, told her that if now was the time to go, don’t be afraid.
In that moment, she took a very deep breath – then relaxed. The
frown disappeared. Her breathing became soft and regular, then
gradually slowed, coming to a complete stop within the next 15
minutes. I sat there in silence for several minutes and as I stood
to go to the nurses station to let them know that Frankie had
passed on, my cell phone rang. Kathleen was calling to say that
she was heading home from her friend’s house. For some reason,
the power had gone out about 5 minutes before, so she was
leaving. I said to please come to the care facility. She knew
exactly what had happened.
So, where was the miracle? The first obvious miracle was the
‘voice’ that said to me, “Go see Frankie.” The second obvious
miracle was when Frankie relaxed and gave herself to the
inevitable. The third obvious miracle was the phone call from
Kathleen. But what of the ‘unsettled’ feeling that I had before
leaving work? What of the power outage that was the nudge for
Kathleen to leave her friend and call me – right at the moment
that her mother had passed away? What of the miracle of Frankie
being able to see her great-grandchild? Of her having the ability
to call the family together and say goodbye?
Miracles ARE all around us. Sometimes we need to be reminded
in big ways – like the parting of a sea. But if we really pay
attention, there are little things happening all the time. Keep an
eye out for the blooming flower that really shouldn’t be there.
Listen to that little voice that whispers in your ear. When the cat
jumps on your lap, curls up and starts purring, take the time to
share the experience. Slow down for a moment and experience
the miracles of life. --David Palmer
In order to spiritualize our lives and make them pleasing to God,
we must become quiet. The peace of a soul that is detached from
all things and from itself is the sign that our sacrifice is truly
acceptable to God.
Thomas Merton (1915-1968)
One of the most influential Catholic
of the 20th century
From "No Man is an Island,"
Harcourt, Inc, 1983
And now the Last Word:
From the depths of silence the geyser of God's
bliss shoots up unfailingly and flows over man's being.
Paramahansa Yogananda (1893-1952)
Founder of the Self Realization Fellowship
I enjoy the silence in a church
before the service more than any sermon.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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