A quiet mind is all we need. All else happens rightly, once the mind is still.

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Spacing Out on the Patio

Psylence, or a quiet mind, is not just the absence of sound, it is space—the space between our thoughts.

There is space between the night sky's stars,  between the forest's abundance of trees, and the leaves or needles of each tree. If we allow it, there is space between the events of a day, and when looked for, between our words and thoughts.

Two cardinals are calling to each other from separate trees in my yard. They communicate through space, and must communicate audibly because of space. They owe their unique existence to the space between them.

People may fear silence or space, as if nothing is there. Yet, upon acquaintance it seems everything is there, and arises from there—including our self. We communicate through space, must utilize language because of the space between us, and we owe our unique existence to it.

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