I’ve always been curious to visit Alaska. The vast landscapes, the remarkable wildlife, the mix of cultures thriving in a hostile climate. So, when my friend David invited us to come to his home in Juneau for a visit, I was elated.
Silence. Not the absence of sound, but the rich, unmanifest fullness that comes when we really stop to listen. This silence is heard with the entire being, not just the ears. And it reverberates in the heart. It is the sound of Love that has called to saints and mystics from the beginning of time. It exists both in the