I have written my brains out; perhaps it is time for me to write less and be silent more. I don’t know how many of you want to go deeper within yourselves, but I guess there are a handful of us.

Silence is the great healer; argument is a dangerous and deceitful process. The ex-President is whipping his slavish followers into a frenzy. Indeed, the frenzy came to a head on January 6. Now he is at it again and millions are on his side, which is one of hatred.

This morning I woke up with a clear intention to be silent and receptive to higher energies. They do not come from the mind; they are secreted within the heart. But there must be a deep desire to listen to the peaceful silence.

I forget the world and its dangerous pitch.
I resolve to not scratch the terrible itch.

Throw out the weapons; throw out the cause.
Get rid of the armies and all their applause.

Come with me, pray with me,
No thought can be you.
We’re made of pure spirit
And our hearts are true.

Yours in silence,
Vicki