I love the art of silence. It is that stillness that settles over your soul and sinks deep into the crevices of your heart. Call it peace. Call it tranquility. Call it grace. Whatever you call it, it is an art that satisfies.
Sometimes it is the whimsical whisper of leaves gently rustling. Sometimes it is the hum. Sometimes it is the act of breathing deep. Still … it is art.
I find beauty unfolds in quiet and silence. There is a steady soft-pounding rhythm of the heart. And for a moment it seems the interruptions of life are paused. We can inhale more deeply. We can exhale what we’ve been futilely hanging on to.
Art everyday in the ordinary mundane is revealed in hidden treasures all around us. It’s the way the changing colors of leaves catch your eye. It’s the brilliant piercing sound of thunder. It’s the pealing lightning show. And it’s sitting quietly on the floor staring at the blank pages.
That’s life more me right now. I caught a quiet moment. My first inclination was to turn on the television, which I did, but quickly turned it off because the cable was out. A happy accident. Welcome, reprieve. I needed the stillness.
It reminded me I have things to do and a life to live. There are so many things in which I need to engage, so disengaging from mindless television is no loss. It gave me breathing room. It gave me the subtle remind to live with intention.
What do your quiet moments speak to you? This week allow the silent moment to speak. You’ll find an unraveling beauty beckoning you to join its stillness song.
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