Recommendation – How to read the words in the New Dictionary:
A word is a vessel through which essence, energy passes. The word is never the thing itself.
What is the real “thing”? It is good to answer this question in silence.
Therefore the invitation to this dictionary is “tricky”; it seems like it tries to replace one “definition” with another “definition” but it does not. This dictionary is an opportunity to look at a word from a different perspective than we are used to. And ask what is the essence of this word, coming from the mystery? From nature? From the inconceivable knowing that everything is one, everything is motion and I am a part of it?
From here you will find that the new “definition” sometimes sounds poetic or even irritating to the mind, because it cannot understand it. It’s OK. Let the words be a tool and listen to the energy that passes through them. That’s exactly what we came here to do.
Coming out of the knowing that everything is connected and everything is in motion:
My entire self hears. I am fully listening at all times. My body listens, my heart listens, my senses listen – and not just to voices. I walk through life being attentive to what is moving through me, to the vibrating motion that is life, not just to the words that are being said.
The reality created: I stop every once in a while. I truly stop. I listen. I pay attention to the voices that I have become so used to hearing. I listen with compassion but I already know, I already remember, that they are not me. I simply listen to them and allow them to pass. And then my listening becomes deeper and I reach a place of silence. I become free to see what is asking to be right now. I don’t need to decide in advance. I am present. I become the now.
“Since I stopped listening to stories, I can hear the beating of my own heart.”
We got used to thinking that
I listen in order to learn and internalize information, to memorize material. I listen with the hope that I will reach conclusions that will allow me to move forward in life so that I may achieve goals and fulfill objectives. I listen to the stories that people tell me and I tell myself stories and I very much believe in them and consider them to be my truth, my reality. In the old world, we learned to listen so that we could help, solve, handle situations. In the old world, we were taught to listen to our inner voice and believe what it says.
The reality created: I am constantly searching for my inner voice, or looking for an external voice that knows the truth, that is the most “me”, that knows how to make the right decision, that knows the correct way. And I am always conflicted because so many voices exist simultaneously. Every one of them is a part of me, every one of them could feel right, but every moment shows me something else. This confuses me and causes me pain. I feel despair. Which of these voices is me?