Silence

Ann Marie Tommey

5/10/20261 min read

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I am finding that I have a new relationship with silence.

To be honest, I have not been a huge fan of silence.

I like noise.

Noise gets a bad rap but some of it is truly beautiful.

The babbling of a quiet brook.

The gurgling of a newborn baby.

The exquisite screech of a barn owl.

All these sounds hold silence in them.

Even the cacophony of chaos has this same silent root,

once I stop resisting.

I find myself listening for the silence underneath the noise.

It is almost like I can feel the silence rather than hear it.

My body registers the presence of silence.

When I am calm, it feels like a warm, soothing, expanding blanket.

Expanding because it takes me beyond my interpretation

of whatever I am hearing. The song coming from my phone

still carries all of its old associations and memories

but now there is more.

There is space between the notes.

Each passage is infused with more than I thought.

I find my heart opening as I appreciate the preciousness of music.

What an amazing gift!

To bathe in the rhythm and flow of music.

To feel the silence that makes it possible.

I am becoming a huge fan of silence.

That deafening silence that is always here,

waiting to be noticed beneath the noise.

The more I tune in to it,

the more aware of it I become.

But, it is easy to become distracted by the cacophony of day-to-day life.

When that happens,

I put on my noise cancelling headphones and listen

to the sweet strains of soft music or nature sounds

until I can feel the ground of silence again.

In doing so, I am training my nervous system.

Expanding its capacity to rest in the silence that is always there.