The Words of the Wind

The words of the wind; can you hear it? Listen to the little sounds. They carry the most powerful messages.
As I grow more mature and learn to ignore the background noise that is the majority of my life I hear things. I hear simple things; natural sounds like those of the wind and the rain or man-made sounds. It doesn’t seem to matter. I often find that when I take a moment to listen to these sounds, without attempting to assign a label to any of it, they communicate with me in some meaningful way.
I know that sounds odd but it’s the best way that I can explain it. In fact, it is when I open myself to these sounds without judgment that I realize how possible so many things are that our rational mind is so quick to dismiss.
The fact that I perceive some sort of message from otherwise innate sound, for example, makes sense only if you are open to the idea that, although the source of the sound itself may not be alive, that source does seem to be an integral part of a living, conscious Universe. Perhaps these are messages from a higher level of my own consciousness? Or is this perhaps the voice of God?
It seems that anything and everything can carry a message of which we need to take notice. I suppose that I am hearing what I need to be hearing.
If this stuff sounds like New Age gobbledy-gook it may well be. After all of these years of absorbing mountains of knowledge, messages and perceptions such as these make more sense to me than many logical conclusions. This simply feels true.
These communicative thoughts would never have come from my rational mind. They just seem to appear in my mind on their own and I accept and acknowledge them without judgment in the same way that I accept what I see with my eyes.
I trust me. If that me says that the wind has something to teach me, then I listen. If my brain thinks that is stupid, I dismiss my brain (it really isn’t nearly as smart as it thinks it is; trust me).
Does any of this make any sense to you?
It does feel strange writing about it. I suspect that this is the kind of thing better understood through direct experience. I like to think that these experiences are really a tiny insight into a greater, more beautifully complex world; a world of higher consciousness that is right in front of us but that we fail to recognize because we are blinded by our preconceived expectations and by our fears.
I also suspect that this other world is really just a higher level of comprehension of this same world that we today call real. This is a higher level of comprehension that derives from a more integrated rational/emotional human perspective than has existed in the past. It is a perception that allows for more hope and love while requiring less fear and desperation.
Perhaps it’s time for a better understanding of the true nature of things that finally convinces us that it’s OK to relax; that we have nothing to fear; that everything really is going to be alright.
I hope that noticing these subtle sounds from the other side may be the first tiny crack in the veil that separates us from understanding ourselves and our world better.
As much as I love and enjoy my mind, I believe that it is the reasoning mind un-tempered by a fully integrated emotional you that is the source of the fear that drives us to destroy ourselves and each other.
Since I believe that fear is the primary cause of war, famine, disease and misery in this world, I intend to keep listening to those subtle, simple, silly little sounds, in the hope that their message to my heart will teach me the road to real peace.