Sinking Into Silence

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Silence has pooled in the in-between spaces of this past week.

In-between the morning sip of coffee and the first call of the day. In-between starting the engine, and the winding drive that takes me to the beach. In-between the snuffing out of one conversation, and the kindling of the next.

Silence has been seeping into lulls, into gaps, into unclaimed spaces of time.

In this silence, I think, or drift, rather. I don’t purposely create the silence, but the last few weeks have been so noisy — energizing, engaging, productive, fun, tiresome. As the momentum in my days mellows out, I’m leaning into the silence a little more.

Which of course isn’t truly silent silence. There are frogs hollerin’ out to all the babe frogs they are hoping for a chance with. There are night birds claiming the starlit space with their cries while their daytime counterparts nestle in dark branches. Fans whir, a moto zooms close then far again, and in the distance, I can hear the ocean.

This shade of silence is settling. It finds me because, lord knows, I rarely seek the silence out. The adventure, the purpose, the projects, the activities . . . I bound towards them. I can’t even fall asleep in silence, because my mind takes off…