Freedom, abundance, and joy?
The mysterious, the known, the ancient, the new, the past and yet to come?
History, future, now, and the above, below and beyond?
Nothing, the wordless, all thoughts, ideas, all words, and every-Thing?
There’s harmony in the chaos we perceive as the perception of one requires the other. While harmony is natural, chaos requires resistance to harmony to be.
When the manufactured noise of this world becomes our theme music, and we’re feeling pushed and pulled by the collective commotion, stress is our Soul’s call for silence – the most perfect sound.
