With a Sunday all to myself I chose silence. What does that mean? No TV, no radio – just me. I often have said aloud that I am not really a TV watcher, yet if I really stop and think about it, the TV seems to be on all the time, especially if I am not at my computer.
By force of habit, and sometimes craving noise to fill up quiet space, I turn it on. While I’m cooking, while I’m eating, while I’m painting… Yesterday I chose not to.
Instead, while I cooked I focused more on what I was preparing. While I ate I listened to the birds chirping outside and gazed at the landscape outside my window. While I painted, I was intent on what I was creating – even experimenting with some new techniques.
It was such a nice day, such a nice feeling to choose silence. To be comfortable with a solitary focus instead of my usual divided attention. To me more fully present with where I was and what I was doing.
How often do you choose silence?
