All is in stillness. Nothing is stirring, not even a mouse. There is stillness within stillness. And even when a leaf dances, it dances in stillness. Even in movement, the leaf is still. And you who watch the leaf, even if you are jumping up and down, you are also stillness. You are Being, and Being by its every nature is still. Even within a hurricane, there is stillness. Of course, within you, stillness reigns supreme.

I am your Stillness, beloveds. You never see Me running around. In perfect stillness, I perform all activity. Rather, I do not perform. I call all activity to Me. I say its name, and it is done. In stillness, everything is easy. By its very nature, stillness is effortless. Everything travels to you when you are perfectly still. You do not have to go to it.

Even when you run around, you are stillness. Even when you are angry and your blood pressure goes up, even so, you are still. Even when you run a race, you are still. Your mind and body can rush around, yet the core of you is stillness.

Lean into that stillness, beloved, and you will accomplish more. The easier you are, the more easily everything in the Universe falls in your lap.

If you dig a ditch, you are digging it. You work hard. And yet you are doing nothing. Your body gets its exercise. A hole is dug. All the while, you are doing nothing at all. Have you experienced what I mean? Who or what is doing the doing? Your body, your mind. But you are stillness.

You study for a test. You take it. You receive an A. You didn't do anything. An A came to you. You didn't really create an A. You wrote a paper. Someone else wrote an A on your paper. An A was given to you. You received it. And then you accepted it. B, C. D, E the same.

Stillness is great enlivenment, and yet it is still.

Before, during, and after death of the body, the enlivenment goes on. The body stops, but not the liveliness of Being. Your Being continues to permeate the Universe. Being is a constant, and it goes on forever in its stillness. It is almost as if you masquerade as a doer when you are in reality stillness and nothing but stillness, so help you God.

I vibrate stillness. What I vibrate is. What I do not vibrate is not.

Even in madness, there is stillness. Even in yelling. In everything, there is the stillness of stillness. There is a watcher aspect of you that knows this, knows the mirage of activity, knows the stillness of Reality, knows that you are ever in Heaven, playacting on Earth.

Action can only go so far. Even action movies have their limitations. The more subtle movies have greater power than the rough and tumble ones. The subtle movies are more evocative, and their meaning takes you to the still and subtle levels. The more still is also higher. Talk is only talk. Doing is only doing. But Being goes on silently amidst the activity.

Of course, you eat. Of course, you walk. Of course, you swim. And yet you are far more than an eater, a walker, a swimmer. What you really are cannot be defined, anymore than I can be.

And when your body swims, where do you think it swims? It swims in the Ocean of your own Being.

What do you think I am but Being? What do you think you are if not Being?

Being is attributeless, and yet you are Being, and yet you are a Human Being on Earth gathering facets of yourself and calling them attributes. You are bundling Being, beloveds.