Life & Death

When I rest in inner silence, it is as if all physical sensations cease a part from a sense of being. Sooner or later new aliveness arises in my body and create new movements in life.

In a way I dissolve into silence for a while.

Maybe cause to this, there may be a tendency to avoid silence and fill it with words and more.

Silence may be experienced as death, - like carrying death. It attracts some and rejects others. Whereas liveliness attracts most.

Without having a remembrance of death, I experience it as full of life, that is, the death I encounter in silence.

Death of identity is opening to something new and unknown. The same happens, when the identification with the body is released. It happens in a split of a second. Thoughts about death, and what follows are creating anxiety and suffering.

In silence, life and death are without end and beginning. An eternal life in the same now.