MY QUIET WON’T SHUT UP
Friday, December 18, 2020
I wonder what this feels like for anyone else.
Today, or long ago, was it like this for everyone – do others start their day the same way?
This quietude is about solitude, not about silence.
Before email and phone message checking, before pulling in morning papers or turning on the news. Those first precious first minutes every day. Gurgling noises the fridge makes, someone flushing a toilet three floors up – train nearby rumbling down clickety-clack-track, or far-off siren wail.
It’s not silence; it’s alone time, but with all those noises we usually don’t notice.
No need to construct time and motion studies. I don’t think it matters what sequence we make the bed, make breakfast, get on the scale or put in our teeth …
What matters, what differs, is the attitude we wake up with.
p.s. – if you want real silence, turn everything off. I mean, unplug everything. It’s incredible what the absence of every little hum makes. I have about 50 plugged in, and nearly all can make a sound if they want to. My three computers are always-on, and you’d think those fans that keep them cool don’t make a discernable sound – but they do. We live in homes and offices full of white noise. It’s refreshing to open a window and only hear a breeze, of a bird, or the crunch of someone’s tires on the snow …
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