Silence erupts like a cacophony of sound. You ask, how can that be? Silence is silence, isn’t it?
Stop and listen again, is it really silence. Not for me. When I am in silence I hear so much more than I do with my physical ears. The voices of people, the noise of traffic, the hum of electronics, motors, lawn mowers, garbage trucks, dog yaps all seem to fade away and what I hear is the cacophony of my own inner voice/voices all so happy that I’ve taken some time to be in stillness so that I can finally hear them clearly. I even hear my body saying, “At last, she’s here. She’s listening. How can I get her to understand what’s important for me/us/her?”
Voices bubble up, collide and recede.
I stop, I listen and allow the one that I long to hear to come forth. This is the voice of my soul, the wise voice that knows who I am, why I am, and what I am to do. The voices of my “shoulds” fall away. The voice I still hear that sounds like my mother criticizing, helping, sharing “for my own good” recedes, quiets and finally is silent. The voice of my boss, the voices of the news telling me all that I should be afraid of or angry about, the commercials urging me always to buy more and more so that I will be safe, beautiful, desirable, stylish and smart goes into the hush. I hear only that small quiet voice whispering, “All is well. Love is. I am.” I’m laughing now, I/she/we are singing Neil Diamonds’ song “I Am I Said” and the words touch me deeply.
I can relate to the feeling of being lost between two shores, two worlds, and not being at home in either. I’ve never found that place in the world that is totally “home”, that place where my being is totally at peace. But when I sit in this silence, I do find that “home”. This is where I am loved, empowered, expressive, wise with all the memories of who I am, have been and will be. I find inspiration, solace, depth and a knowing that all is as it should be.
If I look into the face of desperation, fear and pain I see the illusion that they are and they cannot live side by side with the beauty, love and truth that is the silence. Yes I say “is the silence” rather than “is in the silence”. Silence has a texture, a beingness that is more than the nothing that some fear. I don’t disappear in the silence, I appear and become more…I become who I truly am, not the I that I have created that walks in the everyday world, the I that sometimes plays small, is fearful, is confused, doubtful, cries, despair, angers, struggles and forgets what it true. I step back into all the beauty and magic that I truly am.
The silence changes, becomes more rich and deep as I allow it into my life on a regular basis. I become more rich, deep and loving as I allow the silence, the truth of myself, into my awareness.
Love is in the silence.
Life is in the silence.
Joy beyond measure is in the silence.
Magic is in the silence.
Inspiration is in the silence.
Beauty is in the silence.
Peace is in the silence.
Home is in the silence.
God is in the silence.
I am in the silence.
I am all that.
I am the silence.
In our world today we are bombarded with sound, and keep creating new and more inventive ways to fill our lives with constant noise. I recently had an opportunity to spend five glorious days in a mountain sanctuary – not silent all the time – but silent enough of the time to bring its wonder into my being. I turned off the cell phone, computer, even email and Facebook all those distractions and allowed myself to experience what I was present to in the silence. I highly recommend a practice of silence from time to time. In years past I used to give myself one day a month of silence, no phone, no TV, no computer. After this beautiful experience, I think I may just do that again at Harmony Haven.
Does your soul yearn for silence as well?