This morning, it was my privilege to be silent for my spiritual workout; and spend my time looking within. I was not putting anyone else\’s words into my head or distracting myself with any thoughts. I looked within at the silent darkness.
I had this idea. In that darkness, I could sense the possibility of a desperately painful primal scream of the soul being torn from the bosom of God. OR I could sense that all is peace. I get to choose the basis of my life when I look inside and view the silent darkness. Do I live on the basis of the primal scream or on the basis of the peace?
The sense of desperation is nothing. But I must drop all pretense and tribal beliefs and look at it honestly.
Ultra Monk's Essays 