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Silence.
How I craved silence; how I loved the deafening silence of mountaintop, ocean depth, uninhabited desert.
It was a fix for my mercurial mind,
a de-frag for the neocortex.
In the suchness of this Life, another Silence is now present.
It has nothing to do with noise
or no-noise.
Abiding in, from, – no – as that silence
is living in a boundless space
where noise and no-noise meet no resistance.
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echoes from emptiness 
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Beautiful! When that aperture opens into the Spaciousness everything sings with Silence…. Lovely music you sing 🙂
Leslie – Christine – your comments are so appreciated – thank you.
I love that you find resonance here.
Love, loving – always
~ ml