I’ve been getting multiple messages lately to find time for quiet.
The other night a friend said, “There is a sound to silence.” I have been thinking about that since she said it. It’s profound.
Last night I went to see the movie, “Happy,” at KUSM. In the course of the movie, they were talking to a gentleman from the deep south and he was talking about coming out to the bayou to, “Listen to the stillness.”
It wouldn’t seem that stillness would have a sound, but I believe it does. By the same token, “silence” would seem to not offer much to hear, but I believe it does.
Perhaps what we hear in those moments is absence. The absence of demands from other parts of our world. Maybe that absence is what we’re listening for – holding our breath, edging closer, standing still, straining to hear..