While I listen to my daughter watching a movie across the room I relish her laughter. At the same time I am confounded by the rising music and background noises that fill the movie scenes to grab my attention. Even so, within me a moment has just occurred that I feel the consciousness of an internal space. I can best describe this as silence. This black-hole of internal space opened even while all these noises were invading every thought I was trying to put aside. That moment of open internal space; that space holds my prayer, my connection with greater forces. That moment, in that space, I feel an internal settling that surrounds and blesses us. It is a prayer. And so here I revise my earlier description. What I called silence a moment ago held a prayer. It is a prayer and it occurred in that nanosecond of silence. I felt complete gratitude. It was barely noticeable. Except that I am listening.
