Can you accept the quiet moments? Can you avoid filling the silence with fear, with hope, with plans? Can you be willing to be, without judgment, without rushing? Can what is be enough without needing to know what's next?
One of my very good friends lives a life filled with noise and activity. She is constantly moving from place to place and thing to thing with never a moment for quiet. She longs for the quiet moments. At a different time in life where I live now, the quiet moments are more frequent. And confronting them can be uncomfortable.
It’s hard to sit with nothing. There are whole schools of thought on the power of doing this but they are consistent in noting it is challenging. As humans, we abhor a vacuum in our minds. We want to fill it with something, with a plan, with a fear, with what’s next. The restless mind moves. But there is a real power in quieting that motion and in finding a way to sit, even if for a second, with what is, without moving to what will be or could be.
As you read this I wonder:
* When was the last time you truly sat in silence?
* What did it feel like when you were there? How long did it take you to move on?
* The next time it comes, can you sit there a little bit longer?
Humans are I think restless by their nature. We are creatures, at least while awake, of constant motion. Part of the reason sleep matters is we calm, but can we seek the ability to calm in moments of wakefulness and feel the renewal that comes?
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