I have always loved wisdom teachings, especially brief ones that can actually be remembered. I go to Elsa Joy’s Facebook Page daily to bask in the light of all the beautiful images and words found there. I am grateful to her.

As I sat in meditation, silence was all there was (for about a second!)

Then the worries begin shuffling in. Decrepit and powerless, I nevertheless believed them when they said that I needed to fear this and that.

I sat in silence again half a minute when my health begin to urge me to think about it. And useless though it is, I nevertheless fell into the ditch of depression. The old fears did not give a whit about my health. Their only purpose was to stay alive. They were too weak to dance to “Stayin’ Alive, thank God.

I sat silent again.

My breath deepened a bit and some relief was felt. Why is silence so hard to achieve? To the restless mind, it feels boring and to the emotions it feels threatening. Don’t I need to worry endlessly and powerlessly?

Above the mind all of our thoughts die away and there is only what is. (And don’t let your mind tell you what is!)

“Isness” is God’s business! Spellcheck says there is no such word as “isness.” “Isness” is when thoughts and feelings fall away.

I plan to spend today in Paradise, in between bits and pieces of unreality. Selah!

Vicki Woodyard