The Blessing of Silence

There are blessings in silence. For the past several months, I have been busy with three professional endeavors, plus a few other irons in the fire, to the point where I found myself in a constant state of chatter, either in meetings with others or inside my head where the conversation never seemed to end, even in the middle of the night. Lately my schedule has slowed down, the meetings have become more manageable and the early-hour internal voices that kept me awake with to-do lists and other meanderings have quieted. Consequently, my entire world has become more blissfully quiet once again. Perhaps it's my being an only child, but I am quite comfortable with my own company. I don't need the television or radio to entertain me. Don't get me wrong. I love being with other people and I derive great energy from time spent with family, friends, work colleagues and acquaintances. I have an innate curiosity for new concepts and the stories of others, so being in conversation is a very pleasant and enriching thing for me. But for right now, I simply crave the quiet. It is in that sacred, silent space that I am retrieving myself and filling my rather empty well with healing energy. I believe we all need some time to disconnect and be quiet every day, if only for a few precious minutes. Quieting one's mind opens up possibilities for greater awareness, reflection and understanding. These recent quiet days have been feeding my soul and they have made the voices and sounds that I do hear just that much more lovely.