sit by me
In conversation with some dear friends recently, a question was posed.
Among our cozy group we ran the gamut from predictable beloved family and friends — dead or alive — to pre-creation void and meet my Creator options. My personal favorite was the choice to sit in silence and enjoy the view.
I am reminded of the Vedic tradition of yadna — a ceremony or ritual of sacred fire. Mantras are usually chanted with offerings of oblation and libation for a variety of purposes — worship, devotion, sacrifice, etc.
Whether to remove a burden or obstacle, or to give a prayer or blessing — all is cleansed in holy flames and released to the ether. Sent off to space, back to the cosmos, out into the universe — in the hope of maintaining or spreading good will.
More than our limited words or bound imaginations — silence encompasses so much and with such depth. Instead of expressing or voicing out care or concern — we surrender and release in peace.
Breathing in, breathing out. We return to center and find our natural rhythm. Refreshed, revitalized and in tune with life.