In the mountain, stillness surges up
to explore its own height;
In the lake, movement stands still
to contemplate its own depths.
To stop is to go towards, to come closer to oneself, to awaken from the sleep of life. Only by stopping can one begin to see. The moment we stop, we begin to see the miraculous, the unknown, the uncharted.
~ Jeanne de Salzmann in THE REALITY OF BEING