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">looking for answers</p><p id="ac84">waiting as the silence</p><p id="096d">crowds out words.</p><p id="98c4">Meditation requires keeping still and emptying the mind of words, or so I’m told. Neither one of those actions come easily to me. Words swirl in and out like bees searching for pollen among the roses.</p><p id="5719">My arms want to move, and I rock my head to the left, then to the right. Maybe I can focus my eyes on one thing and allow my mind to melt into the object.</p><p id="1918">The emptying never comes. Instead, questions that long for answers take up space. Until, I become the rose, small, pink, reaching silently to the sk

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y. At last — no words.</p><p id="1b20">Silence.</p><p id="0e4b" type="7">“To understand the immeasurable, the mind must be extraordinarily quiet, still.”</p><p id="1dab" type="7">~ Jiddu Krishnamurti</p><p id="dc5d">Send me a <a href="https://kathrynleroy.com/contact-kathrynleroy/">note.</a></p><p id="1c28">Get more at <a href="https://kathrynleroy.com/inspiring-yourbest-newsletter/"><i>Inspiring #yourbest</i></a>.</p><p id="e6dd"><b>Kathryn A. LeRoy</b> — a relentless seeker of excellence, kindness, learning, and believer in the strength of the human spirit. My why — inspiring your potential to be and become your best.</p></article></body>

Silence Is Found in the Waiting for Stillness

Meditation does not come easily, but rewards those who wait.

Sunset Silence by Kathryn LeRoy

Silence gives the mind a moment of peace, a chance to listen to nothing and everything. Leaving words hanging until a clearer thought breaks through.

Silence

Sitting between here and now

my mind crosses back

and forth

looking for answers

waiting as the silence

crowds out words.

Meditation requires keeping still and emptying the mind of words, or so I’m told. Neither one of those actions come easily to me. Words swirl in and out like bees searching for pollen among the roses.

My arms want to move, and I rock my head to the left, then to the right. Maybe I can focus my eyes on one thing and allow my mind to melt into the object.

The emptying never comes. Instead, questions that long for answers take up space. Until, I become the rose, small, pink, reaching silently to the sky. At last — no words.

Silence.

“To understand the immeasurable, the mind must be extraordinarily quiet, still.”

~ Jiddu Krishnamurti

Send me a note.

Get more at Inspiring #yourbest.

Kathryn A. LeRoy — a relentless seeker of excellence, kindness, learning, and believer in the strength of the human spirit. My why — inspiring your potential to be and become your best.

Poetry
Meditation
Mindfulness
Self
Inspiration
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