Constant thinking, looking, hearing, seeing, touching, absorbing, is not good for my peace of mind. I want to stop the infernal noises blowing out of the world that take over my own (simpler) view of things. Is it permissible, once a participant in this Earthly world, to let that outer picture cease? Can I go to a quiet pasture, a gentle meadow, a softly babbling brook, my inner silence, and look beyond the world made by this human mind, and that human mind, and my human mind?
I should like to think so. I should like to do so. It is in breathing in and accepting the graces of more subtle places, that I find peace. Within me is a wondrous kingdom.