Listen

Can we listen to life? Can we listen to the man who rushes down the street, with no heart for those he passes by? Can we listen to our friend who speaks of his life, as the mask falls away, and the real, that which is truly real, reveals itself through him – in his face, in his life, in his body?

Can we listen to the dark sky at night, utterly silent, sparkling with stars? Can we listen to our breath, and discover that it resonates with the star millions of miles away, as it becomes bright and faint, rhythmically.

Can we meet another human being, at a space that lies beyond our defences and their’s, far away, in the deep corners of their eyes? Can we listen with tears in our eyes?

Can we listen with tears in our eyes, utterly moved by the beauty of another person, by the beauty of their sorrow, the beauty of their desire for love and happiness?

The world constricts us. It forces us to listen to only a few things, because to listen to everything is disturbing. It forces us to listen to only a few things in the other person. And it forces us to listen to only a few things in our own heart.

If we didn’t mind the disturbance, if we were willing to give ourselves to suffering, we would listen. Listen with our whole hearts, with the depths of our eyes, with our real faces, without our masks. And listen with tears in our eyes.

~ by tdcatss on January 4, 2018.

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