Silence of Nature
On this Diary I have talked a lot about my Indian or Middle Eastern food cooking. Tonight, for the first time, I made meatloaf and mashed potatoes, a good old fashioned American meat and potato meal. We three, my wife, son and I agreed it was good.
Sometimes it is good to go back to the basics. For American food dishes this might mean meat and potatoes; for education it can mean reading, writing and arithmetic; for the growing power home model garden it can mean compost and castings; for Christians it could mean going back to living the Gospel, respect for dignity of each human, working for the common good.
For spirituality it can mean silence. Silence, the absence of words and thoughts, allows the Spirit to roam free. In this busy world of high tech, silence is hard to achieve. But in nature we can find it more easily. Silence is like the gentle breeze. We do not see or hear it but we know it is there. Silence is beyond meats and potatoes, education, growing, Christian faith. It is where God, or whatever we call a being beyond ourselves, dwells in us.
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