silence
February 4, 2016 § 4 Comments
It is my favorite sound. Second only to my children’s laughter or our pup’s eager paws scrambling an anxious greeting.
Peace pregnant with ideas that move fluidly in the space between speech; truth we hold tightly against the brashness of daylight, like a sacred mantra of self.
In my stillness I am more intuitive, less responsive to my surroundings; more attune to a gentler voice.
This week I can feel the conflict of thought against the noise of the mundane, the friction of demands that interrupt a sanctity of silence.
Words like promises on the tip of my tongue, lost to a language of busy distractions.
Rather than wrestle the noise, I am moving more stubbornly within it; reaching just past the cacophony for quiet.
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This is the second post I’ve read on the value of silence and stillness today. Must be a theme in the atmosphere. Perhaps a topic I should address.
Maybe it’s the temptation to find stillness after the storm of holiday busyness or the exhaustion of internal expectations we weigh upon the New Year. This February I’m meditating in love, scheduling small acts of care to nurture greater peace…. and quiet.
And a balance to this world like no other Marie.
May it bring your heart joy, as in it is a love of self 🙂
Balance and joy, indeed. Thank you, Mark.