Category Archives: Peace

Hear no evil

This post contributes to the The Daily Post Sound of Silence weekly writing challenge

Soon silence will have passed into legend.  Man has turned his back on silence.  Day after day he invents machines and devices that increase noise and distract humanity from the essence of life, contemplation, meditation… tooting, howling, screeching, booming, crashing, whistling, grinding, and trilling bolster his ego.  His anxiety subsides.  His inhuman void spreads monstrously like a gray vegetation.  ~Jean Arp

My joy is to bask in the ecstasy of silence. No thoughts, no manmade noise only the pure sounds of nature. It is only during silence that I feel the wind and warmth of the sun, smell the fragrance of the trees, taste the salt in the sea air and see the radiance of the natural world around me.

Noise has always bothered me. As a teenager I hated the music of Led Zeppelin, The Rolling Stones and Pink Floyd instead preferring acoustic folk music.

Truth be told I don’t relate well to a lot of people because I feel alien to popular culture. I’m an introvert.  I watch and listen, and I choose the people I allow into my life very carefully. This is why deciding to write a blog was a big deal for me.

It seems appropriate that my first tentative step into blogging was a post about my need for silence

To me a day of torture involves milling crowds of people, pumping music, heavy traffic noise, phones ringing, television ads screaming, politicians bleating and air travel.

We listen too much to the telephone and we listen too little to nature. The wind is one of my sounds. A lonely sound, perhaps, but soothing. Everybody should have his personal sounds to listen for—sounds that will make him exhilarated and alive, or quiet and calm… As a matter of fact, one of the greatest sounds of them all—and to me it is a sound—is utter, complete silence.  ~André Kostelanetz

What is your personal sound preference and how does it make you feel?

Ocean voyage

Many moons ago it was within my reach
I let it slip from my grasp
I’m older and wiser now
I see the truth

Sailing on the ocean
Gliding free leaving
the past in the wake
of sea mist

The horizon beckons
both sunlit and stormy
awakens the senses

Independent minds flow freely
Guided from within,
humble and obscure
Rippling like a stream to the sea.

Long deep breaths
release waves of relief
the juggling balls fall
imploding all fear.

Disfavour ebbs and flows
everything has its time
clarity comes naturally forward
in whatever way it pleases

Nurture love
show gratitude and be kind
walk barefoot in the sand
and smile.

Quiet Time

During the past few months I have learned how to still my mind and meditate. Sometimes I focus on a theme but other times I enjoy the peace of having no thoughts at all.

When I dare to look back in my life I realise  how much I’ve evolved just by growing older and encountering the highs and lows along the journey of my life so far.

Today is a milestone day for me; June 25 is the day my first child was born twenty-eight years ago.

When I clear my mind of everyday clutter and slow my breathing I can see myself as a 24-year-old cradling my newborn baby. In my mind I hold hands with the frightened young woman and say…

Hey sweet lonely girl
Hold your head high
Know that you are beautiful
And be inspired by the miracle of motherhood.
Smile more
Share more
Care less about what others think
And never lose sight of your inner light.
Don’t be afraid
Love yourself
Dare to dream
And the rest will take care of itself.

As I meditate I hug my younger self until I feel her heart beating against my older heart and I whisper in her ear “you have  beautiful times ahead.”