We don’t speak in a common language, for most of what is spoken is but a bare outline of the depths that are within the silence of communion. Listening, hearing, and assimilating the resonance of words unspoken, for myself this is the only way forward, out of this endless labyrinth of missteps, false beliefs, and misdirects that have confused and drowned out the voice of Spirit within. In our minds and with our words we have built structure upon structure—some beautiful, others twisted torments with a deepening darkness and sense of lost.
The Unknown Path | Cristian and Christine
The Unknown Path | Cristian and Christine
The Unknown Path | Cristian and Christine
We don’t speak in a common language, for most of what is spoken is but a bare outline of the depths that are within the silence of communion. Listening, hearing, and assimilating the resonance of words unspoken, for myself this is the only way forward, out of this endless labyrinth of missteps, false beliefs, and misdirects that have confused and drowned out the voice of Spirit within. In our minds and with our words we have built structure upon structure—some beautiful, others twisted torments with a deepening darkness and sense of lost.