A state, a practice and awareness that has given me so much. It is my daily pilgrimage, and daily nectar. ----- I grew up in a household that meditated. I remember being a little kid and meditation, quiet, silence... was the ultimate torture. I wanted to go outside and play. (That last... a few decades) Eventually... life picked up. It was dynamic, busy, full of life. Blessed with some truly incredible music around me and a fair amount of construction work sounds. Life was happening. It was growing all around me. I didn't question, and didn't aim much really... because a beautiful path was available from early on. But eventually I had to stop. A few things didn't add up. I had confused a headwind for change and growth. Outside advise fell was nourishing but the thirst and needs were so deep. It was not, until I truly sat in silence that things started to find their place. First in ceremony. Then vision quest. And really it became part of me with my tea practice. A deepening in relating. Now... I visit silence daily. I seek it and rejoice in its presence. It always greets me with a smile. Some people's medicine is breath, other movements. If I had to choose one... Silence would be mine.