Silence is its own garden.
Not the silence brought on by ‘no exterior sound’ but by the individual silence experienced when your level of contentment is soaring.
A time to take advantage of solitude and being blown away by the power of nothingness. A time to sit with others and just sensing why you folks are together – without saying a word.
Love – unlocks the door to Magic, via silence.
Paint your pictures on that silence.
Progression, by the way of . . . exclusion.
The Infinite 