One of a series of Contemplations guided at the Meditaiton Center, Minneapolis, USA.
Let me but once still myself. When I am still, will my senses become inoperative? Will my activity all cease? Is that a state, something, to aspire for? Only that stillness, which at present lies occluded, will be experienced and it will become known that stillness is not absence of activity, it is the only source of activity. That, silence is not an absence of speech; Silence is the source of speech. It will be known that non-violence, is not an absence of violent action, it is overflowing love in which there is no other.
Love ceases when love exists. There shall be no more love, for another. There shall be no more love towards an alien. When I have ceased the otherness, I cannot love another. When there is no alien, there is no hate. When love is, love ceases. When love ceases, then love is. If love is between two, the 'two' ceases, so love ceases. God, give me that love, that by its very existence ceases and I fail to say 'I love another'. For, I look around and I find no other. Whom shall I love? Then love becomes my own Self, filled with the Self to the brim.