The mind will have you believe its whispers, and if you ignore them, its voice is likely to grow louder, more incessant. Soon enough it might be screaming, as demanding as a hungry infant. But if you are still, if you remain silent and lovingly embrace the mind as it cries, without giving in to its demands, it will grow quiet, just as a baby comforted in the arms of its mother grows quiet. There is a kind of magic to be experienced in these quiet moments. Something so real and true is felt – is known – that all who experience it recognize it as deeply profound and transformative.
Let the mind whisper. Let it scream. But don’t give in to its demands. Instead, notice the silent embrace happening even as the mind rants on. Turn your attention to that. Go there, deeply. Feel the stillness. Be transformed.