Keeping Quiet / Ruhig Bleiben / Mantenha o Silêncio / Mantener Silencio

Keep quiet and still, even just for a second or just for a minute. Take part in nature. Re-encounter your true essences so that you can embrace kindness and respect. And that way, each piece that is out of place will fit in where it belongs.

Keep quiet and still is an invitation to stop moving, to pause the grinding of your internal gears and rethink the empty, artificial meaning of things.

You have forgotten that silence and keeping quiet have power.

They have a lot to teach. They can even act like a spell and foster certain parts of you that you thought were lost.

Keep quiet and still and maybe you will become aware of what you are doing with your life. And with the World.

In general, you hate silence in just the same way that nature hates empty space and will immediately fill it up with something. Silence feeds your imagination, but it also makes you fall into deep holes of anxiety, or into the whirlwind of worry.

You are just not used to it, and neither are our cities: they are constantly full of the mechanical murmuring of cars, businesses that never close, and industries that never sleep …

Your connection with the nature gets you closer to your true Self. There are no trains or any rush and nobody wages war. Nature is fundamental to you, the root you have to reconnect with occasionally to reset your priorities or adjust your worldview and focus on what really matters.

Silence is time for your thoughts to settle in, and for you to understand people better. Silence helps you learn to be more compassionate and intimate with the people around you. Silence helps you listen and helps you look at things more carefully and attentively.

Now we will count to twelve
and we will all keep still.

For once on the face of the earth,
let’s not speak in any language;
let’s stop for one second,
and not move our arms so much.

It would be an exotic moment
without rush, without engines;
we would all be together
in a sudden strangeness.

Fisherman in the cold sea
would not harm whales
and the man gathering salt
would look at his hurt hands.

Those who prepare green wars,
wars with gas, wars with fire,
victories with no survivors,
would put on clean clothes
and walk about with their brothers
in the shade, doing nothing.

What I want should not be confused
with total inactivity.
Life is what it is about;
I want no truck with death.

If we were not so single-minded
about keeping our lives moving,
and for once could do nothing,
perhaps a huge silence
might interrupt this sadness
of never understanding ourselves
and of threatening ourselves with death.
Perhaps the earth can teach us
as when everything seems dead
and later proves to be alive.

Now I’ll count up to twelve
and you keep quiet and I will go.

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