Let Silence Speak Too

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Some time ago, I tried to withdraw into silence and renounce a destiny that felt foreign to my soul, but I could find release only through words.

Day by day, however, the soul gained ground against the thinking that had taken possession of my existence during the previous years. This is not the first time it has happened. It repeats because I still have not learnt the lesson.

Humanity is not ready for the future in which love will walk beside us through our destiny as constantly as thought now accompanies our lives. I hope this is the final lesson of my life, because I dislike things that repeat until nothing remains but the memory of what once was. Nor would I want my existence to contain only the memory of what is still to come.

I believe in quantum determinism, in which we are given a set of choices, perhaps even an unlimited one. Yet with every choice we make, destiny reveals itself in the moments that follow, and we often catch fragments of these waves of existence.

The present moment alone makes the difference. It cannot be falsified or rigged. Anyone who wants true freedom of choice must live entirely in the present while remaining conscious of every moment, both within and outside. They must be so awake that neither the wind caressing the surrounding trees nor the playful clouds in the sky pass unnoticed, and even the air they breathe is no longer merely air.

In those moments of complete awareness, when soul and thought meet, you can feel the force of the choice you are making. You ask whether or not that choice is determined by thought, by the soul or by desire. Without love, however, we have no compass to guide our choices towards the right path through destiny.

This does not mean that we will cease choosing suffering. Yet when hardship arrives, it will no longer be an unknown. It will offer your life a new direction, because with each conscious choice you will see what is good for you and what carries you farther from yourself.

I speak gladly about absolute and infinite love. I feel everything ignite within me when I meet someone who thirsts for this lived experience and searches for answers that can be discovered only through long practice, devotion and the careful exploration of every corner within.

I speak at length and beautifully, but only until the moment when I feel I have said everything that can be said and what remains is merely the shadow of earlier words. Without practice and lived experience, what I say or describe cannot be tested. When I feel that only silence can offer something new to those around me, I become silent, but attentive.

All of us should learn the language of silence, because it belongs to the soul. The soul does not need words in order to exist or to create miracles around it. It needs a great deal of silence in order to make its presence known within your thoughts, your desires and your existence.

In this way, the soul can reclaim the control Adam lost when he chose the path of thought and began asking questions that his existence did not require, because he already knew everything without being conscious of it. It is like wearing your glasses upon your nose, forgetting they are there and searching everywhere for them, unaware that you could not see what you were looking for unless they were already in their proper place.

The time has come for me to speak through silence and taste more deeply the life unfolding around my existence. I feel I have nothing more to say. Only the practice of love can now offer something entirely new, both to my existence and to yours.

I have waited some time for this to happen. I wanted it from the first moment destiny stole what was most precious in my existence. Yet perhaps that loss was meant to teach me that not only one image can be placed upon the throne of earthly love: millions of souls thirst for love, although most are still novices upon the path towards rediscovering the love lost in the depths of the heart.

No choice you wish to make will be allowed to happen before its hour arrives and it can come alive within your existence. It is as though you were running from one end of a stage to the other while those standing at its edges struck you with clubs. Perhaps you will reach the far side, or perhaps you will be defeated along the way.

That is why you need a shield capable of withstanding the blows of destiny. My shield has been the lived experience of love, both earthly love and the unseen love reflected within it. Without that shield, I could not have endured even for a moment. Above all, I would have been left only with regrets or hatred for a destiny I had sensed long before it happened.

Yet sensing or seeing destiny is one thing; living it is far harder. You feel every blow not as if in a dream, but as it truly is: painful and sometimes unbearable, so much so that death most often seems like a joke beside everything else.

Yes... at last, the time has come for silence to speak too.

First published in Romanian on 6 September 2011. This English translation preserves the perspective of that period.

Original Romanian article: Să vorbească și... tăcerea.