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The silly smile…

I fall silent for weeks and then months at a time. 

  You could say I retreat back into the peaceful quiet of the Cafe. I tend a garden, bake some bread, read, wander in the hills, play guitar, avoid topical discussions and especially the type which tends to devolve into argument, and generally go about with a silly contented smile on my face. 

  ‘Don’t Explain!’ an inner voice more and more counsels.

  Who is listening these days anyways? What’s more, who is capable of listening?

  No matter. 

  Like the trusty inner voice urges: ‘Don’t explain, Celebrate!’

  That is, ‘go your own way in this increasingly noisy world. Find the quiet living music which resonates in your soul.’

  Here’s some which resonate for me:

  “Now, when the social organism is in fragments, when criticism has taken up everything in order to destroy and refound everything, a hero appears… who will sustain the temple on his shoulder and gather up in the silence of his generous and despairing heart the love which has abandoned the multitudes.”— Elie Faure, The Dance Over Fire And Water

  “The modern hero-deed must be that of questing to bring to light again the lost Atlantis of the co-ordinated soul.”— Joseph Campbell, The Hero With A Thousand Faces

  Sweet music!