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silence is underrated
I like to have it all around
and inside me
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looking at pictures
that captured the long
gone silence with an echo
.
space often holds on silence
they both happen as magic
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Thank you so much! This is great news and I appreciate the interest showed. Will go and read on the link 🙂
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Okay, Thanks, You Are So Welcome Anna!!
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Really like that second set of lines. Very nice. Have a wonderful holiday.
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Yes. It is underrated. People can’t seem to understand why I prefer being at home doing nothing sometimes. It’s my time-out from the world.
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Totally agree! Time with oneself.
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There is no price on silence Anna. Often times when I am in crowded places I can still create silence around me and cherish it. Thank you so much for sharing the beautiful poem. Warmest regards – Alina 🙂
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The space around us and inside of us. I’m working on that too Alina and is a beautiful place to be.
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I resonate with this view of silence. Creativity comes from this well of internal silence. I like this line especially ” pictures
that captured the long
gone silence with an echo”
Keep writing. Thanks for the “like” today. Alice
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You are welcome! Thank you for the feedback… Silence, what a marvellous state. Let’s enjoy it.
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🙂
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I love silence for this, and it is this characteristic of silence that is always tempting me toward my hermitage in the woods… Thank you for liking our post “To Live” on our blog “Wandering” (http://davieshamilton.wordpress.com) and thank you for the subsequent pleasure of discovering your wonderful blog!
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Silence is as strong as the fear we are taught to have of it. A night of stars on a new moon out in a wastelanded “country lane” will express this exact emotion. In the long spaces between noises, between rustle of leaves, between wind brushing against our cheeks — we only imagine great horrors creeping, approaching, coming for us. We clutch our various industrial weapons to our chests, waiting, waiting, waiting for it to come just so we can beat it back when it does.
The beauty of true silence is that it never breaks and we, truncated, are left facing only ourselves in a terrifying way.
[Thanks for checking out my blog. Nice to meet you.]
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Ban the fear and find a great treasure! Thank you for your reply.
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Perhaps a night of stars on a new moon could elicit wonder. A way to deal with any strong emotion is to invite it inside of ourselves (as the Buddha might say “invite it to the table”) and then stand present – through will – and experience it changing. Fear is feeling out of control of the great mystery of our lives and trying to hold the shifting grains of sand of time and the material world in a butterfly net. If we can be still and watch/feel/be present without being impelled to move either to action or away from it we develop the capacity in this lifetime to evolve.
Why are we alive anyway? In giving to “others” we are expressing a quality of our humanity. And to act from a place of stillness may seem like a paradox but get still – truly still – and things become clear.
Noel
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Dear Anna,
Your lovely poem on silence brought this response from within me just now:
Silence
slices
through
the suffocation
and stagnation
of the slumbering soul
When one wakes
to the silence
within them
one wakes
to the universe
and beyond.
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Beautiful Brian – thank you for sharing and warmest regards – Alina 🙂
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