01/10/2020
I like the guy who scheduled time for nothing. He showed me listening.
Every time I engaged him, there was gentleness in his speaking. My words always found their place when I was with him, and no matter the topic... I couldnât help but feel at ease at the end of our conversation.
I kept coming for more. The stillness in him pierced my warrior body, and for the first time in my life I felt my tired fists had no place in the world. (A metaphor for trying to make life work)...
I discovered what seemed to be a man in reverse. While the rest of the world was busy racing to a finish, he had nothing but time. His thinking clear, his speaking pure, and his heart full.
The more I had to say, the less he spoke. And the less he spoke, the more I heard myself and all the absurdity I made life out to be. I was chasing peace, but was hardly peaceful.
I couldnât see this as clearly as I do now, but I was sorting myself out in his presence.
Eventually I got to a point I found I had less to say about anything.
I became satisfied with the silence in all the noise, and when people spoke I could smile my authentic smile once again without the need to add more to the conversation.
What struck me most about this mans life is his unwavering commitment to be at peace.
His entire life is organized for it. Iâve not met a man so highly intelligent, but without a need to use that intelligence to get through the world.
He showed me the difference between knowledge and wisdom. His generosity was enough, and I found myself.
How are you organized for peace?