Jonathan Spencer's Tales of Ordinary Wisdom
Politics, Poetry, Psychology, Rants and Recipes
Politics, Poetry, Psychology, Rants and Recipes
A noise annoys an oyster and a noisy noise annoys an oyster most
It is easy often to surround ourselves with noise, which stops us hearing the silence in ourselves or looking at the emptiness that may be within. True friendship can be said to be when you feel comfortable in the silences.
Have you ever listened for the silence, they say if we were sent back in time say to the 14th or 15th century the biggest shock to our systems would be the lack of noise. We are surrounded by noise at varying levels from traffic to the hum of a computer or the radio or TV you switch on without thinking.
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How many of us are really comfortable with the sound of silence, the sound of ourselves…alone? The other worrying thing is the use of noise as a weapon by both the armies of the world but also by individuals as a conscious or unconscious action. For those of you that have apartments or live in terraced or attached housing, have you ever been woken by a noisy neighbour, someone who beleives that the volume level that is right for them is also right for you.
Noise creates more noise, how easy it is to talk to strike up conversation on a day where there has been sound and movement, but how would you talk about a day of silent meditation or what of the long pauses in conversation that make you feel uncomfortable, what exactly is it about the silence that makes you feel uncomfortable? Why are we so frightened of quiet, silence and stillness?
Next time you get the opportunity to have some quiet time…take it; a chance just to be with yourself…take it. There is nothing to be afraid of except yourself, silence brings you to a place where you cannot escape who you are, what you have done, your success and your failure, your pleasure and your pain!
What of the consideration of others quiet…its happening less and less from the music thumping from the house next door to the buzz of a walkman on the bus to pub turning out time as drunks career down the residential streets shouting obscenities. People seem to care less and less about courtesy to others, (thats a subject of another article i think).
Silence and quiet is a kind of food for the soul…
- True silence is the rest of the mind, and is to the spirit what sleep is to the body, nourishment and refreshment. -
William Penn
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