Like the force of gravity, the still center pulls our attention or consciousness inward.
Galloping thoughts eventually slow their pace to a walk, then a meander.
They notice the beauty of the silence and their reprieve from their previous flurry.
They smile and relax near to stillness.
In silence, they recognize the place from which they arise and into which they dissolve.
Dumbfounded into silence, they cease, and as if looking in a mirror the first time, they recognize themselves.
The Every Day Yogi 