All quiet

Photo by Nanda Green on Unsplash
Photo by Nanda Green on Unsplash

Good morning.

I was up again before 5 am. I did, thankfully, enjoy a reasonable night's sleep.

The coffee is feeling extra mellow this morning, and much needed. I only drink two cups a day and savour each one as if it might be my last. Seriously.

Yesterday, I had the great pleasure to sit and listen to John Butler's live broadcast of his silent meditation. No, that's not a mistake: if you listened carefully there was a cacophony of birds in the background who refused to be drowned out by the picture of John in a field leaning on his walking stick. For me, it was a much-needed antidote to all the out-and-front and very loud content that's suddenly appeared online.

Why I wonder don't we embrace silence?
Are we scared to be with our thoughts?
Have we been pre-programmed in some way to avoid its presence?

Perhaps it doesn't have to have a reason. My silence is mine — however it shows up — and yours, is equally yours. 

Should we make it a practice?

I'm not sure I'm qualified to answer that question. There are better people out there with more lived experience. I do know that in this god-awful, grief-stricken time, we need to have some way to access the higher regions of our inner self. How we do that isn't universal, but perhaps, just perhaps as well as all the other things that are infilling our previously socially-rich or busy lives, we should be going out of our way to make room for silence, contemplation and prayer. For me, it's my morning walk that has increasingly become the most important part of the day. Me and the lad just stopping (in my case that is) to take it all in. And I'll be headed out again today at 7 am; I try to share a few thoughts on my Instagram story, but it's not something that I do for any other reason than to capture the feeling of being, well..., alive. 

Anyhow, I think that's enough for now. I need to spend a few minutes (*chuckles*) being quiet.

One last thing, it would be remiss of me not to mention that yesterday we saw the largest single number of deaths in the UK in a day. My heart goes out to all those affected; it's going to be a very difficult period in their lives, particularly given the severe restrictions which will make a proper burial or cremation impossible less still the space to grieve. Here's one Tweet on the subject. For the record, I don't think it's sensational to talk about it in a responsible way but it's a shame that two people seem to be so divided on the subject — it's all in the language, again. 

Blessings, and much love



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