Sacred Silence Meditation Group

Climbing the inner mountains....

The inner mountains have their own taste, their own fragrance, their own light.

They are utterly silent, immensely silent, eternally silent.

Your inner world has its own taste, has its own fragrance, has its own light. And it is utterly silent, immensely silent, eternally silent. There has never been any noise, and there will never be any noise. No word can reach there, but you can reach. The mind cannot reach there, but you can reach you because you are not the mind. The function of the mind is again to be a bridge between you and the objective world, and the function of the Heart is to be a bridge between you and yourself.

This silence is the silence of the Heart. It is a song in itself, without words and without sounds. It is only out of this silence that the flowers of love grow. It is this silence that becomes the Garden of Eden. Meditation, and only meditation, is the key to open the doors of your own Being.

Your very center of being is the center of a cyclone. Whatever happens around it does not affect it; it is eternal silence. Days come and go, years come and go, lifetimes come and go, but the eternal silence of your being remains exactly the same…the same soundless music, the same fragrance of godliness, the same transcendence from all that is mortal, from all that is momentary.

It is not your silence.

You are it.

Climbing the inner mountains....
The inner mountains have their own taste, their own fragrance, their own light.
They are utterly silent, immensely silent, eternally silent.
Your inner world has its own taste, has its own fragrance, has its own light. And it is utterly silent, immensely silent, eternally silent. There has never been any noise, and there will never be any noise. No word can reach there, but you can reach. The mind cannot reach there, but you can reach you because you are not the mind. The function of the mind is again to be a bridge between you and the objective world, and the function of the Heart is to be a bridge between you and yourself.
This silence is the silence of the Heart. It is a song in itself, without words and without sounds. It is only out of this silence that the flowers of love grow. It is this silence that becomes the Garden of Eden. Meditation, and only meditation, is the key to open the doors of your own Being.
Your very center of being is the center of a cyclone. Whatever happens around it does not affect it; it is eternal silence. Days come and go, years come and go, lifetimes come and go, but the eternal silence of your being remains exactly the same…the same soundless music, the same fragrance of godliness, the same transcendence from all that is mortal, from all that is momentary.
It is not your silence.
You are it.
— Osho