Each morning I sit right here with my tea and toast. As I was sitting there just moments ago I began thinking "what word will I choose this week?". Words flowed through my head and I attempted to grab one, but then I stopped. The silence was almost deafening. Usually I see from this perch someone walking by with a dog or two, but this morning there wasn't one walker. I listened and in the distance I could hear the soft drone of a plane. I saw a fly and a crow flutter by. The leaves on the trees were still. It felt like I was the only person left in the world and I sat, I listened, and I prayed. And still there is that plane flying overhead, but nothing more. Those in my house sleep as I listen to the silence.
Silence is a fickle thing. As a young mother I craved it. As an older woman often finding myself alone it sometimes feels lonely, but sometimes it feels almost spiritual too. Sometimes I want to fill up the moments with music that makes me want to dance, but at other times I cherish those moments where all I hear is the drone of a plane overhead or the distant call of the train.
So my word for this week is SILENCE. Listen carefully, cherish those moments, embrace them, then dance.
Have a great week, dear friends!
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I felt like I was there sitting in the silence with you. I love quiet too. The kind where you can hear the softest influences of nature in the stillness. Thank you for your kind words on my post! Adds so much to my days. J.
What a lovely scene to contemplate in the morning with your tea and toast. I find that I enjoy silence more as I get older and don't need music to fill in the lack of sound. Complete silence is rare, and I enjoy hearing the birds and rustles of wind in the garden when I work there. Have a week filled with just the right amount of silence, Marilyn.
I definitely enjoy the quiet
Silence is definitely something I appreciate.
My world is never silent with my tinnitus. How I wish I could find that now and then.
Hi, Marilyn! This was lovely! I love silence and crave it often. I too find the spiritual in silence, and that may be why I crave if often! Even as a young child I enjoyed and preferred silence. The house I grew up in was noisy oftentimes, and so was school. Being outdoors there was often silence, as we going to church--so highlights of a week. Life is busy, even in these Corona time, so silence is a precious thing. Glad to check in with you. I've been offline for a few weeks now since a lot of unpleasantness on Instagram--very much needed a digital detox. :/ ((LOVE & HUGS))
Marilyn, you are really a very special person, you know that? I know what you mean about silence. Silence can be nice sometimes. We can hear so many things that we couldn't hear if our hands are kept busy running around throughout the day. I often love the silence in the mornings, just like you mentioned, with a cup of coffee looking outside the window with the start of each new day. You are so fortunate to hear the train. Since I moved to the mountains, I don't hear it as much, but one day I thought I heard a distance train call, and it was wonderful. I love that window photo. I can see why you sit there each morning and have your tea and toast. : )
~Sheri
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