Finding Silence

Morning Meds; 12 25 22

To Know that an ocean of blessings is only a thought or a change in perception away and feeling that you can’t find the combination to open the lock can be frustrating.

But it is better to know that it is just a matter of persistence introspection and alterations of beliefs before the door swings open, than to be in the that place of hopelessness where there isn’t even door.

Deep within the silence of our souls there is peace.

It is beneath the waves of self-doubt and endless malicious judgements.

Beneath the thick blanket of numbness and emotional paralysis

Beneath the cloud of “Why try?” and the fog of fear that says, “It will only happen again.”

Our silence can be found in different ways; one is a walk in nature, another in meditation, some find it in the rhythmic feelings that comes with jogging.

The important thing is to find the silence and allow it to quite the din around us.

There are doors out of the fog, if you are too overwhelmed ask for help.

The world is filled with those who care.

Author: Kevin Burleson

My wife Cheryl and I live in St. Joseph, Missouri. She is retired and watches three of our 12 grandchildren and 1 greatgrandchild. I work as a maintenance man at Highland Community College in Highland, Kansas. I have a BA in Art with an emphasis in ceramics. I am a second degree Reiki practitioner and BQH (Beyond Quantum Healing) practitioner. I started writing spiritual related posts in 2018 and started sharing them on a few different Facebook sites. This site is to consolidate and re-share them. It is also to share short stories based on images seen while in meditation. My hopes are that it will inspire others to use the powerful tool of visualisation to enhance their spiritual journey. Thank you.

4 thoughts on “Finding Silence”

  1. I lived in Gunnison Col. on a ranch when I was in 5th grade. We were the next to the last stop the school bus made during the winter. A lot of snow and a lot of quite. We were high enough I could ride to the timber line by horse back without having to contend with fences. Pretty country.

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