When I am silent and close my eyes, I can feel the humming. I could say that I hear it, but I actually sense it with my whole self. My whole body feels the humming. All my senses lean into the humming and get carried into it, riding the gentle powerful wave that flows thru all things. I become the wave, the humming.
The humming I feel is not limited by time or space. It vibrates beyond my senses while touching all of them. It is the soft, swirling, surging music of the universe. It is the energy that animates all things.
The humming is in the wings of the cardinal, the glow of the goldenrod, the boldness of the stones. I am carried by the same humming and it enters and enlivens every part of me. It invites me to plunge into the ultimate realm where its presence is unfettered by my senses. It beckons beyond all appearances.
As often as I can, I turn and focus on the humming and it becomes the force and substance of my momentary experience. For me, it is real and all else becomes suddenly ephemeral. In a moment of attention, the humming is all there is, beyond shape and thought. It is everything. It is enough. The humming simply is.