The Intimacy of Silence

Silence is the best friend of my soul's intention. Sometimes it's incredibly difficult to find the silence. So much distraction and noise, something to replace the quiet that appears to be such a terrifying premise for most people these days. Being alive is often equated to accomplishment and productivity. What if being truly alive is letting the mind swim in silence. What if pondering thoughts within brings more meaning and satisfaction than the emptiness of noise and constant distraction.

Staying alive has got to be more than the manufactured world around us. It's got to be more than what our egos allow us to be. There is something mystical, something that can't be named that floats our soul above all the petty and superficial constructs that we've allowed to consume us.

If we just lay awake as if there is nothing but this one moment. This one breath. How would you spend this waking moment? Would you spend it learning about what others think of you and what they expect? Or would you breath in the immensity of the moment. Would you bathe yourself in the silence and the warmth that surrounds you and the immediate space that you inhabit.

Everyone says time is precious. But the real question is, do you believe that you are precious? Enough to take hold of your silence and breathe it in?