I love silence. I don't know when that happened. I don't think it's always been that way. I admit I do have trouble sitting still and doing nothing. But I love the quiet.
Given the choice, I only have music on in the house when I specifically want to listen to it. That means usually just when I'm doing dance practice or doing specific chores.
My mother, who lives with me, likes to have the TV on. Sometimes she's watching it, sometimes she's not. I find I just can't think as well with the TV on. For example, if I'm writing a blog post, I can't do a final read through for publishing with the TV drowning out my thoughts.
When it's silent, I can feel my connection to something bigger than me.
I enjoy those moments in the day when we have the TV and radio off and have a little peace and quiet. I just feel my brain quiet down and my breathing relax. In just a moment the silence takes me back to the retreats I've been on and the serenity I found.
