The quality of my silence
Posted by Simon Parke, 21 February 2017, 6.02am
No two silences are the same any more than two clouds are the same.
So today, we become aware of the quality of our silence.
Perhaps we’re in a hurry to be somewhere or want something to happen… and our silence is impatient.
Maybe our silence is a defensive and self-justifying affair, ennobling us and denouncing others.
It could be an angry silence turbulent like a restless sea; or numb, unable to find meaning.
Or perhaps your silence is still, possessed of beauty and possibility, like dewy grass at the beginning of the day.
Or content, like a cat in the sun.
As we listen to our breathing, the quality of our silence becomes apparent.
And our silence determines the quality of our noise.