This morning I invited Cody to talk to me. It only took about 5 seconds and he was there to tell me lots of things.
He was doing his little spinning dance, which I love and eagerly telling me lots of things all at once. I had to ask him to slow down because I was a little overwhelmed mostly because I was so glad that he was there. So then he paused and said, “Here it is. Meditation is really important!” And then he continued dancing.
I said, Okay. Cool. Got it.
He said, “Good. So just do it! “
I said Okay.
“The other thing is this. Words aren’t always that important. “
He was very happy to be communicating and so pleased that I was listening, finally, again.
I was impressed and intrigued with what he was saying and sat in rapt attention.
Silence, he said, is Way MORE important.
So, he asked, how are you going to tell people that words aren’t important and that silence is more important without using words?
I said I wasn’t sure. Then he explained that he would like to see a blog about it that was at least five pages long and that all of the pages should be blank.
He said that way they would indicate “the sweet silence of just being”.
And then he repeated it like this:
Just.
Being.
In silence.
Silence and Being. Together.
He let me take that in for a moment. It resonated with me and I liked it.
He could tell I was getting it and feeling so much love for him and his messages.
So knew I was feeling love for him without my even saying a word. And, as if in answer to an unasked question, he continued as though I’d spoken.
He said,” Well, …
If you want to really feel LOVE,
you need to shut up.”
I said “Huh!?”
He said, “Not just stop talking but stop thinking.
And focus on feeling.
Really Feeling. FEEL the Love.
Focus on allowing the love in. On feeling the love. Creating a space for it.
Being.
Quietly.
In stillness.”
I said, Wow, Cody. That’s really something. I think I know what you mean. I think I can feel that. And I sat with that for a moment.
Then I asked him what else was on his mind.
That’s when, still eager as ever, he said he would like some breakfast.
I smiled and told him how much I’d love to give him a big bowl of chicken. He smiled, too, and then stretched out beside me.
We mediated and then curled up together and took nap.
