Tag Archives: Silence

Imagine…Silence

10 Jul

Turn the light off
there’s a light on in your heart
so let it be your guidance, guidance!
Open up your mouth if what you say
could be more beautiful than silence
~ K’naan – More beautiful than silence

Imagine…that silence was a part of our culture’s etiquette, just like saying “Please” and “Thank you”.

Imagine…that it was silence that was considered polite, rather than the small talk that forces us to share details of our lives with our neighbour, hairdresser or colleague.

Imagine…that it was considered perfectly natural to say “I don’t feel like talking right now” or “I don’t want to answer your question”.

Imagine…that wanting to go for a walk on your own in silence was as normal as wanting to go for dinner with friends.

Imagine…only speaking to share something valuable or important with our interlocutor.

Imagine…being able to ask a colleague not to disturb us for an hour or an afternoon, because we need silence to concentrate on our work.

Imagine…switching off everything that makes a noise: telephone, email alert, oven timer, radio, GPS…

Imagine…being able to hear what is going on inside, rather than outside.

Sit Listen Silence

In the Stillness, I Remembered

10 May

Today, I stopped for ten minutes, and I suddenly remembered why I was here.

I stepped out onto the balcony, and, as the fresh smell of wet earth hit my nostrils, I realised that this was the first time in months that I’d paid attention to my immediate surroundings.

I stood in silence – smelling, listening, looking.

I smelt the earth, the grass, the rain, and I remembered that I am living in a place with abundant and beautiful nature.

I heard children laughing, birds chirping and a rooster calling, and I remembered that I am living in a place full of simple joys.

I saw clouds gliding slowly across a blue sky, and I remembered that I am living in a place of peace.

The trees were barely breathing and the magnificent sun lit up the remaining drops of rain on the leaves, giving the impression that all the trees were covered in jewels.

Ten minutes of silence, ten minutes of stillness – that’s all it took for me to remember.

For months I’d been unhappy, unfulfilled and confused. For months my thoughts had been on the future – on what I should and could do to be happier, on where I should and could go to be more fulfilled, on whom I should and could meet to see things clearer. For months my thoughts have been on vague plans, on vague people, on vague possibilities. For months, I have been seeking happiness and fulfilment everywhere but here and now.

And then today, I stood still in silence for ten minutes and I remembered…

I am here, in this place, because I wanted to be somewhere quiet.

I am here, because I wanted to be close to nature.

I am here, because I wanted to be near the sea.

I am here, because I wanted a calm life.

I am here, because I wanted to live simply.

I am here, because I wanted to experience all of these things with the person I love.

I am here, because it was my dream to be here.

Funny, how we forget such important things in the rush of daily life.

What will YOU remember in ten minutes of silence?

Photo Friday – Sunset Silence

3 Feb

Sunset Silence

My Magical Christmas

22 Dec

What will make a magical Christmas:

A meal made together.

Spending the day with those I love, or spending it doing things I love.

Conversation and activity that includes everyone present.

Gifts given with love.

A kind word to those who have brought something positive, however small, into my life.

A prayer.

Candles and silence.

A thought for those with whom I could not celebrate.

Gratitude for each of the gifts I receive.

Joy for this wonderful day that reunites families, giving us an opportunity to give, receive and share, mindfully, consciously, at least once a year.

Sitting in a Quiet Room Alone

21 Jul

All men’s miseries derive from not being able to sit in a quiet room alone. ~ Blaise Pascal

Time. How little we have of it. I only truly understood this a few days ago, when I realised that I only have four full days left in my ‘new’ home and in my ‘new’ life until a whole new phase will begin. With a month of travels just around the corner and a new job (or no job) waiting for me when I get back, it looks like this is the end of a small, but still significant era.

Half a year has gone by since I moved to my new country, yet I feel like I am only starting to settle in. The sudden realisation that I will be leaving soon made me realise that I don’t really want to leave. Is there any other place that I could love more than here? I found myself asking.

Yes, I love this new life. I love the plants on the balcony, the coffee in the morning, the magazines on the kitchen table, the notebooks on the bed, the wine in the evening, the silence, the trees around the house, the long car journeys, the siestas, the lazy afternoons, the spontaneous ideas for meals, the new-found pleasure for baking, the week-ends at the beach.

Simplicity.

The thing I love most about this new life, and the thing that scares me most about it. Simplicity is not something I was taught to ‘aim for’, simplicity is not a quality that I have heard a lot of praise about, simplicity has never been coined sexy. Simplicity must surely be like love – you don’t know what it is or how important it is until you experience it.

Freedom.

Nowhere to go, nothing to do, no one to be. No one to impress, nothing to prove, no statements to make.

Time flies by. Life is never as we expect it.

In mid-June I jumped into the cool sea and couldn’t believe that a whole summer of sun and sea was waiting for me. A month later, and I have only been to the beach a few of times and I’m still as white as an Arctic fox. There are so many things I wanted to do, so many things I wanted to be, gosh, even so many things I wanted to blog about, but somehow, time got there before me.

I did learn one thing though – how to ‘sit in a quiet room alone’. And that’s a lesson worth more than any amount of suntan, right?