On our family chat, the kids have been making fun of the number of times I have moved house. Later, my daughter ask me about it.
“Don’t you feel funny about leaving all the ties you’ve made?” she asked.
“The ties that matter stay intact,” I assure her. “It’s the adventure of the new that I am looking forward to. Change always leads to good things.”
Well, in my experience anyway.
“When you sit in silence long enough, you learn that silence has a motion. It glides like water. Its colour is silver. And silence has a sound you hear only after hours of wading inside it. The sound is soft, like flute notes rising up, like the words of glass speaking. Then there comes a point when you must shatter the blindness of its words the blindness of its light.”
Growing up fifth of six kids, I learned that life was chaos and noise. It was where I thrived. Always shared a room, and later, an apartment, and marriage, and my own children, and when finally silence found me, it was shattering. It took a long while for me to appreciate the gift in silence, and like anything in life, I had to learn not to rest there too long.
Balance and moderation. That’s what I seek.
But, oh, I do love silence.
(Rumi’s words have been on my mind lately, so I’ve decided to share them for today’s post.)
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.People are going back and forth across the door sill
Where the two worlds touch.The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.
One step at a time is all we can do.
“We all come from the sea,
but we are not all of the sea.
Those of us who are, we
children of the tides, must
return to it again and again,
until the day we don’t come
back leaving only that which
was touched along the way.”
(borrowed from http://www.popsugar.com/
