feel soaked in stillness.
What I love most about moving into stillness is the sensation of bliss that I get, especially during its ebb and flow. As I meditate, I feel stillness nearing, and I can almost hear it, and then its beyond-words peacefulness swells, and I’m filled with a blissful harmony, as though I’m vibrating in perfect attunement to the entire cosmos. Stillness then pours into the empty cave that I’ve created to allow it. It sprays and splashes, soaks, and penetrates my core, then gurgles out and fades away. I know this may not seem like stillness, since it is more like movement! But the stillness occurs when I’ve carved out the space that allows it to wash over me. It can only happen when there is nothing inside me — no thought, no feeling, no to-do. Just a deep, wide open, beautifully dark cave. A cave that can be filled with the great ocean of the ‘All.’ In spite of its roiling, waves, currents, and creatures, the ocean is still. So are we. There is nothing in the world that I look forward to so much as that blissful sense of the stillness that is who I am.