Dear Reader;
Sometimes the transmissions represent a pure moment of awareness, sculpted into expressive concepts and the word-form of poetry. Be Still is exactly that, and also a prayer to the self. An invitation to be heeded with ritual repetition in these intense times. as a balm to the nervous system and the heart. When you are weary, when you are afraid and disconnected from the higher Self. When you wish to intentionally call yourself into alignment. When you are tired, fragile, and even, especially when you are in a hurry.
Know that stillness is not something that can be pretended. It’s either true, or it’s not.
Speak Be Still aloud, and/or listen on repeat. I’ll have it up on Youtube soon.
Be still Be still like the creeping dawn the lake silent in the mist of a slow first light breath of a sleeping Mother be still Be still Be still as the page of a book which does not turn no future to discover no past to remember only the now this moment present in perfect words of stillness the perfect no thing of no where be still Be still Be still for music has ended as the silence arrives as the echo dies as the sonic memory fades even as we know song may come again even as we know sound was once heard in this place it is absent now the strings mute the bow rests the ear forgets everything except nothingness be still Be still Be still in God in Death Let the breath not hurry Let the hunger not rush to eat Let the thirst of the body for the river of life soften and slow as all the doings are done the calendar freezes the alarm promises to never ring again There is no bread to bake no bed to make no candle to light no war to fight no money to be made and no world to save The story you have told over and over is over Be still Be still
Please do comment so we can discuss. much love, Adi
BE STILL