Welcome silence
Most days I struggle to find words for what I really want to say. Writing about Silence is even harder. More words fill the silent spaces in this moment. One thing I am sure of is that Silence is a gift from my tea moments.
Recently, in these moments, I reflected on how I experience silence. Here are some thoughts.
Silence is …
The space beyond a full stop.
The waiting between a depleted exhale and the next inhale.
The crisp vast open space of a starry Karoo Winter’s night.
The moment just before a wave crashes down and re-joins the large water body of the sea.
A closed door.
A place of resting, waiting, birthing.
Daunting and inviting.
A surreal solitary moment in a crowd of people.
A tear, a smile, an embrace.
The absence of an answer.
A seed.
A safe nest for my emotions.
The mirror smooth surface of water.
Transforming.
A soothing companion that somehow allows me to simply be myself, naked in who I am. The more I make space for her, the more I come face to face with who I am, and somehow that is a wisdom that carries me through the noise of my World. A wisdom I want to nurture. A wisdom I need to nurture.
There are many ways to befriend Silence. I am glad that one of these is a tea moment.
Where do you encounter Silence?
