Brummet's Conscious Blog

Quote of the Day  ©BrummetMedia.ca " Perfect silence in Nature is impossible.  Even in that awful hush before a thunderstorm,  when the world seems dead,  already slain by some cataclysmic disaster,  the tiny twitter of a bird,  the cry of a sheep or the fluttering of a dead leaf to earth,  breaks the stillness;  and in the darkest hours of night an owl may hoot mournfully,  a vagrant wind disturb the slumbering trees.  Only those with ears untuned to the infinite minute sounds of Nature  dream that there can be silence,  for absolute silence is an attribute of death,  and Nature is eternally pregnant with life...  the choiring of the birds at dawn,  the minute yet miraculous drone of the insects  on a hot summer's day  — humming of a multitude of flies and bees,  chirping of grasshoppers,  the almost imperceptible thrum of hovering wings.   How still,  how quiet the mind must be ...