Listening to the Whisper in the Void

We listen with an imperfect ear, revelation arrives in silence in the middle of the night. There the void — empty and full, the hollowed self hears the songs of the universe. Listen and pass it on, the writer’s blessing.

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8 Responses to Listening to the Whisper in the Void

  1. mary mcconnell says:

    So fun to see this up. Love the writing!

  2. Carson says:

    What a great way to continue the dream! I look forward to your future blogging.

  3. Frank Schweigert says:

    So true: the hollowed self. What Buddha called ahimsa (no self) and John of the Cross called “all in All, and All in all.”

  4. Hi Doug,
    Trish sent me this link. I like your comment. Those silent midnight voices often scream for attention.

  5. Kathy says:

    This is super! And inspiring, as well.

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