Breathing in I calm my mind. Breathing out I let go. Breathing in I enter the moment. Breathing out I enter The Silence. Each day this begins my reflection, my contemplation, my meditation. I do it as a mantra until my mind is still and I reach that space where I washes over me and something in me raises into an awareness. Above the density of this world, above mindlessness, above mindfulness and into an awareness that leads to the flow of Consciousness. I dwell there, in that flow for as long a moment as I possibly can. And then start again. I let the mind wander off as it will, always coming back to the moment when I was in the flow of Consciousness. Knowing that I am a point of light within a greater Light. And Thus I stand. I imagine a cube of light with a black cloth covering it with a gazillion small pinprick holes, each representing one of us. But take away the cloth and there you have the pure and perfect Light. We are not separate from that Light. We are one with It! At last I let go and enter therein. Stand ye still and know that I Am. And I am still. Carried along by the flow I enter The Silence and become one with that One. Leaving behind the world. Here, in this now, there is perfection without flaw, purity without stain. The pairs of opposites drop away. There is nothing. Nothing to judge by, no opinion to be held, no belief to bow to. And being empty, I am fulfilled. By Grace, I am fulfilled. I am the I am that I am to be. Now, in that moment. With the equilibrium of equanimity I am still. I am free of the Myth of me, myself and mine. Without desire - all that I have is yours, what could I possible desire? Without attachment - that to which I am attached, I am. Those attachments are not outside the one that we are but part and parcel of It. Without personal sense, I am free from the sense of separation. Oneness fills my Soul. I am still, awaiting the still small voice in The Silence.