During these months of "no" were many days that I retreated to the solitude of the mountains to meditate. And it was in Silence of the peaks and hidden valleys, where I was looking for myself.
But that being said to me one day:
Those who seek to silence the calm never find him naked. To undress is to be found amid the bustle. What good is a heart to be calm in the midst of loneliness? Is not that like the calm that has a river when waters a valley? More great is a heart when in the midst of the disturbance stay calm and dresses with the Silence! It's like the serene river sliding down the side of the mountain.
Many are going to places where the most that bothers you is the song of a bird, or the rhythm that starts in the breeze in the leaves of the trees. And I say, I am calm and serene in this place, I've reached the calm and silence is the friend of my heart.
But when you come to the bustle, stir your hearts and your pulse is altered, and your thoughts collide violently on your foreheads. And I say: Where do you keep your cool? What You cleared dwelling in your hearts as soon as it was you?
Behold, he who seeks finds inner silence amid the noise and voce and the shouting, and taking him to feel it in your heart, and listen and hear out but not to inside.
And verily, I say that not a storm or a hundred horses galloping could be separated from him.
To find, then, do not leave inner stillness where all is calm. Go where there is calm and you thirst for calm. Thus the find and will have to give it to the extent that you see others of you need to calm down.
Zolsaihan: As you elevate into the knowledge of "Yourself" go out of the Tower of Babel of men and understanding "The Language of the Birds"
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