When we get out of the stories, the proliferation and fragmentation of the mind, through sustained embodied presence, the true capacity of our mind is revealed: to allow emptiness and a quality of allowing. A welcoming space for things to happen without rejection, without trying to hold on. It can be a transformative experience to simply pause instead of immediately filling up the the space. Silence is the language of God, all else is a bad translation sais the sufi poet Rumi. To treasure and train our capacity to quiet down can open up our life.