Dark Matter makes up most of our universe, and we know almost nothing about it. Silence makes up much of our everyday and our every night time, and we know almost nothing about it either.
In Gathered Silence we listen to each other without speaking a word. This is ‘The still point of the turning world’ (T S Eliot, Burnt Norton). And this is the dwelling place of Love, like the dark matter and the silence, flowing between us and within us, between and within all that is. Nourishing us all and the world of which we are a part.