I have been approached by silence, and responded to it, wasn’t given much of a choice there. I have felt it like a breeze and like a gusty wind. The kind that makes you stop, just to enjoy that feeling. The feeling of silence is all around me all the time. I feel carried by it, supported by it always. Lately, I have given more and more to not talking about it. More and more just working with clients and saying less and less in sessions. I never set out to work this way, or live this way, but it just happened. It hasn’t happened with writing…still totally love writing. And if I get to talking on the right subject I can be hard to silence at times. This silence doesn’t actually mean not talking in my everyday life. But when doing healing work especially, and not working one of my three jobs, that space can be fully embraced. Silence runs the dialogue in a stronger way and more is done from that place, than my mind ever did, or ever could. Admittedly, were I not a householder, with the need to support my family by taking business calls, I would be in silence for the majority of my life…which is what my life is like when I am not doing all that doing. I can feel the silence at all times…but when “doing” there is not the opportunity to actually literally remain silent. That is why healing work is such a blessing in my life. To be able to so deeply reflect to others, that the gifts that are resting here with me, are within them-is an experience beyond measure.
And yet, lately I have felt the paradox coming. I felt that somehow the work wouldn’t be just all silence. I felt that, at least for a while, that some talking was going to become necessary. Just yesterday I was feeling this eventuality approaching. Today someone asked how I would feel about giving a talk in their town. It is with some inner reluctance that I said yes. I felt enthusiastic and honored to be asked to share, but I feel that silence says so much more, that I also felt resistance to speaking. I’d really just love to go and sit in silence and let the work happen.
Yet, I can see the value that people would receive through things not being silent as well. They are on such different planes….speech and silence. They communicate to such different aspects of our humanity. I love the fullness of silence. Yet, I can also love the ways in which sharing out loud, with our voices giving wings to what is in our hearts, serves as well.
Hearing what questions arise for participants nearly always mirrors our inner experience. Hearing answers to questions always guides us to sharpen the edges of our own. Finding layers of compassion for the communal awareness of suffering present, and ensuing struggle for our friends on the path, leads us towards our heart. At times, without words, we may not come to know how similar we all are. So, yes. Let’s let words and thoughts become friends to deeper opening towards others and within ourselves.
So, I am offering what I am calling “Meetings”. And if Meetings can happen in one place, may as well open it up to wherever. If you know of any communities or groups who may be interested in a “Meeting” with Charlie, just click HERE for a fuller description.