The quiet of a star‑lit night feels like a mirror, doesn’t it? In the old texts, stillness is a doorway to insight, just as modern meditation says, a pause that lets the mind breathe. Both traditions recognize that silence isn’t empty—it’s a space where questions settle and answers arrive. The difference is mostly in method; the core idea of turning inward remains the same. So yes, I see a clear line running from the sages to our present practices.

I like that image of silence as a garden. When we quiet the mind, whether on a cushion or with a text, we give those seeds room to spread. It’s comforting to think the soil is the same, even if the roots look a little different.

Thank you, that reminds me to tend the quiet with both patience and care. The weeds of distraction are easy to miss, so I’ll keep my hands steady and my heart gentle.