Category Archives: Stillness

Ancient Longing

Posted on January 14, 2017 by Virgilio Gavia

There is a stillness that runs deep that strokes the soul and a luminous silence that unlocks an ancient longing that I still do not understand. I just walk, wondering, as I come to terms with the deeper truth of … Continue reading →

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More Than Enough

Posted on December 2, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

Alone in this cold Grey November morning. In this moment, I deeply surrender to the pale sunlight, the silent leaves, the wet grass that is still green. There are no birds, no songs, only the fluency of silence, the knowing … Continue reading →

Posted in Alone, Beauty, Connection, Contemplation, Deeper Truth, Inner Knowing, Inner Life, Knowing, Moment of Peace, Mystery, Poetry, Remembrance, Ruminations, Silence, Stillness, Uncategorized | 6 Comments

Stills the Heart

Posted on November 25, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

The snow silently came down last night. There is a certain kind of reverence to it. And then those warm tears just came out. Just like that. So beautiful yet so strange.

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Lifting The World Without EvenTouching It

Posted on July 10, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

The backyard, the shadow, the light, dried leaves, the dirt. All are engaged in silence and stillness, in an afternoon of destiny, at the same time, and for a few minutes, I, too, was silent and still, absorbing, internalizing, my … Continue reading →

Posted in clarity, Connection, Contemplation, Deeper Truth, Inner Knowing, Inner Life, Intuition, Knowing, Moment of Peace, Mystery, Peace, Ruminations, Silence, Spirituality, Stillness, Uncategorized | 9 Comments

How To Behave In The Face Of Beauty, Silence and Grace

Posted on June 3, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

The beautiful clarity of the early morning like a clear brook in ancient times. There is a quiet insistence in this that ties holiness with beauty. Then the yellow light silently and slowly spreads, glittering the leaves that help unfold … Continue reading →

Posted in Alone, Beauty, clarity, Connection, Contemplation, Deeper Truth, Inner Knowing, Inner Life, Intuition, Knowing, Moment of Peace, Peace, Ruminations, Silence, Spirituality, Stillness, Uncategorized | 10 Comments

Seeing the World In A Lovely Thin Way

Posted on March 4, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

Another cold grey sunday morning. The street is wet because of the melting snow and the rain last night and this early morning. Strange to think that there is a certain kind of eloquent thinness in this landscape that I … Continue reading →

Posted in Beauty, clarity, Connection, Contemplation, Deeper Truth, Inner Knowing, Inner Life, Intuition, Knowing, Moment of Peace, Poetry, Ruminations, Spirituality, Stillness, Uncategorized, Winter, Wondering | 2 Comments

Weaving Dreams

Posted on February 16, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

I know how it feels to look out the window and see a grey sky and naked trees on a quiet Saturday of a cold February afternoon. I do not see any birds. But I am fully aware of a … Continue reading →

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Silence Unto Silence

Posted on January 21, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

The mind is clear. The mind is silent. And there is that other deep sense of silence. The mind surrenders to this vast and deep silence that is without borders and beyond everything. And rapture happens.

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And It Matters

Posted on January 16, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

On a cold grey winter afternoon, the sun breaks in and spills over its light. It is a revelation without words. It is immaculate. And it matters, like a breath.