"Discover the Hidden Music in Silence"

Hey, old friend…

Have you ever heard it?

The sound… of the soundless sound?

The unstruck sound…

It calls, not with noise, but with silence.

It waits, not in the distance, but within you.

Come, let’s begin.

Quietly sit in meditation.

Pause.

Take a slow, steady breath.

Gently release.

Allow your attention to softly turn inward.

Let your thoughts gently settle…

Let the mind grow still.

Now, bring your awareness to the body—

Still… silent…

Like a mountain peak untouched by the winds.

Notice the breath…

How it deepens…

How it softly lands in your hara—your center—

Just below the navel.

The quiet center of your being.

Notice…

How the mind begins to quiet.

Thoughts gently slowing…

Softly settling, like falling snow.

And your consciousness—

Slowly waking…

As if from a long, restful sleep.

A delicate unfolding.

A silent homecoming.

Let the silence hold you… Just for a moment.

Now…

Gently shift your attention to the sounds around you.

Don’t name them.

Don’t label them.

Just… listen.

And you may begin to notice—

There’s no story there.

No meaning.

Just pure sound...

Simply being aware—aware of nothing but awareness itself.

Just resting… in the silence.

Simply abiding… in pure awareness.

Nothing more is needed.

This, my friend—

Is the music of silence…

concealed by the noise.

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