I feel like I haven’t had much to say lately…except I have a lot to say, I’m just trying to carefully choose my words. There are times when things are loud and chaotic and happy and moving at a lightening pace and then there are times when its quiet. Silence. I can definitely appreciate a little peace and quiet-I think we all can. “Silence is golden” Right? But that’s not the kind of quiet I mean. I’m talking- deafening silence, the kind where it feels like the world is moving at a snail’s pace. Like you’re waiting for the world to happen to you. When sometimes even though you’re trying really, really hard to listen and be present to people, people that matter to you-you just can’t seem to get out of your own head. Sometimes silence is just shitty.
Please allow yourself that space. Your mind and body are asking for a break. Something has come along and caused them to pause for a while. They need to reflect, to review, they want to make sense of something. Don’t let anyone say snap the hell out of it. Usually answers come in silence. In a tiny whisper which tries to tell you it’s okay. Try to accept the quiet, even if it feels uncomfortable.
If you’re feeling crabby, try to be as nice as you can possibly manage.
If you’re sad about something- atleast try to smile, let someone make you laugh.
If you’re angry, try to take the time to walk away and calm down before reacting.
If you’re happy, try to share it with someone-it could break their “silence”.
If you have a question try to accept that it may not have an immediate answer…it may come with time.
It may be hard, but try to enjoy the silence. It’s poignant. It makes you learn to sit with yourself. To feel what you’re feeling. To know what you know. To decide what you want to know next. To decide what you refuse to know anymore. It makes you listen. Sometimes listening is hard. We are so used to filling space and time with words and actions. Sometimes who a person is, is the most beautiful in silence. Just watch them, watch them look at you. Take in a moment you’d like to never forget. Sometimes words are overrated. But it’s what we are used to. Sometimes the absence of words speaks so much louder. Try to find the message in that.