When Words Don’t Come

Today, I sat down to write and felt completely stuck. My mind was racing, yet nothing clear came to the surface. I don’t plan my writing in advance—I let my emotions guide me, only looking back at what I’ve written when it’s done. But today, it was different. No matter how hard I tried, the words weren’t there. It was as if, for reasons I couldn’t explain, I had lost my connection to the source. And what came next was silence.

But the silence didn’t come immediately. At first, my mind was full—thoughts moving a mile a minute, like waves in an ocean during a storm. The mind is an ocean of endless potential, full of ideas and knowledge, but when the waves are too strong, it’s easy to lose sight of anything meaningful. I find that when we obsess over what causes this mental turbulence, we create more chaos. But how do you calm the storm?

A Storm in My Mind

I’ve noticed that even when I’m overwhelmed by thoughts, creative ideas are still trying to break through. It’s like tossing pebbles into rough waters. The ideas are there, but it’s nearly impossible to spot the ripples in the chaos.

One specific moment stands out. I was sitting at my desk, frustrated and drained, when I remembered a dream I once had—a dream that always comes back to me in times of mental turbulence.

The Dream That Changed Everything

In this dream, I found myself standing in a large, eerie house that felt both familiar and strange. Despite having no reason to, I knew I had to go upstairs. As I ascended the staircase, I caught a glimpse out of the window. To my shock, the house was in the middle of a vast ocean, with no land in sight. It was just me, surrounded by water for miles.

Before I could fully process what I was seeing, the ocean began to flood the house. Panic hit me, and I ran to the highest point inside. The water kept rising, and soon it was at my feet. But then something unexpected happened—I felt a profound sense of calm. It was as if I suddenly understood exactly where I was and who I was. I knew that no matter what happened, everything would be okay. I closed my eyes and let the water overtake me, feeling the coolness envelop my body.

When I opened my eyes again, the house was gone, and so was I. I had become one with the ocean, gazing up at the heavens above, peaceful and still. There was no fear, no confusion—just pure, comforting silence.

Finding Meaning in the Chaos

For years, I questioned the meaning of that dream. I spoke to spiritual mentors and reflected deeply. The interpretation that resonated with me most was that the dream was showing me my own consciousness. At the end of the dream, I had experienced what it meant to truly be present—to let go and become one with infinite potential.

This dream has stayed with me, especially during times of mental unrest. Even now, when life feels chaotic, I can return to that state of calm, where I am at peace with myself and the world around me. It’s a reminder that silence and stillness are always there, waiting for us to return.

A Moment of Reflection

Have you ever had moments like this, where your mind was full of turbulence but somehow, you found calm? How has that experience shifted your perspective or changed the way you think? I’d love to hear your stories and insights. Let’s start a conversation about the times we’ve felt both lost and found in our own thoughts.

A Challenge for You

Here’s my challenge for you today: take a moment of silence. Forget the noise, the to-do lists, and the constant demands of life. Sit quietly, even if it’s just for a few minutes. Embrace the silence and see what rises to the surface. Who knows? You might discover what calms the turbulence in your own ocean.