Silence is golden, or so the saying goes.
For me some silences are quite lovely and yet some silence is The Silent Scream to many and there are others that are a hell for me.
Stupid you might say. Enjoy the silence whilst you can.
I do enjoy the silence of and in nature, the silent household when everyone else is snug in their beds sleeping, the silence of a shower or bath to relax in. All these I do enjoy.
But some silences leave me thinking the worst, whilst still others are like a klaxon in my head. Silence so loud and painful my spirit starts to shrivel with it.
My family loved to use The Silent Treatment on each other, yet in my house voices were either raised (my Dad) or it got quiet voiced (Mom) and doors and cabinets, dishes, pots and pans slammed and clanged in a passive aggressive “silence” that made tensions higher than a sensitive kid like I was could handle.
When this happened, the yelling or Noisy Silences, I headed for the backyard and my trees or when I had a room of my own I escaped to books and music.
I am silent only if I am terribly upset or I am deep in thought. I let my daughters know which is which so they do not think I am upset with them. I am silent also in mediation and my yoga.
We are big on communication and promoting deeper understanding my daughters and I. (Their father is a terrible communicator and is more passive aggressive than my mother was.)
So the girls and I, we talk often and yet we all enjoy the silence or “Quiet Times”. To recharge our soul batteries, to rest our busy minds, to be alone within ourselves. All are healthy for a person.
I do love those sweet and beautiful Companionable Silences. The rare kind where with a look or touch you can express all that is in you at that place in time. I long for those someday. I long for that kind of intimacy and loving understanding, to give it to the Him that I am with in my life.
I still hope for things like that even as I think it is not going to happen for such as I. I get these thoughts and I try my utmost to send them away like a strong wind with clouds on a pretty day. They are not always cooperative.
I hope to make better friends with certain silences, to not fear other kinds of silence, and to understand other folks silences also.
I am trying is all I can say. But a lot of times they make me worried and sad. My issues there.
Enjoy the Silences as you will & Thanks for “listening”.
“Silence is so freaking loud”
― Sarah Dessen, Just Listen
“I don’t want to be married just to be married. I can’t think of anything lonelier than spending the rest of my life with someone I can’t talk to, or worse, someone I can’t be silent with.”
― Mary Ann Shaffer, The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society
“I have never heard a more eloquent silence.”
― Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak
“…I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.”
― Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
“Skies are crying,
I am watching,
Catching teardrops in my hands.
Only silence, as it’s ending,
Like we never had a chance.
Do you have to make me feel
Like there’s nothing left of me?”
― Demi Lovato
One grand boulevard with trees
with one grand cafe in sun
with strong black coffee in very small cups.
One not necessarily very beautiful
man or woman who loves you.
One fine day.
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|—||Mia, in Nora Roberts “Dance Upon the Air”|
“A Writer must Write, a Artist must Art, a Musician must Music…” -Starra, Le Minx
Ah well heck, it is my quote.. I’ll be as improper grammar-wise as I like.
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in the sun when it is hidden,
in the Spring when it is gone.
|—||Roy R. Gibson|
|—||Pooh’s Little Instruction Book, inspired by A.A. Milne|
midnight swims, and
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