As twenty-first century humans, we can be pretty uncomfortable with unoccupied time, with empty spaces, with lingering silences.
We like to have every single second filled with information, with words, with entertainment, and yes, with meaning.
We have forgotten to pay attention to the silences, to the space between the words, to the unintelligible.
And yet, what would music be like without any rests.
How could the river flow to the sea without the low places?
In meditation, we train ourselves to sit silently, to listen to the apparent nothingness of background noise.
Eventually, in conditions are just right, we can hear the feel the blood rushing in our ears, the high eee sound of thought, the lub-dub of the heart muscle, the inhalation and exhalation of breath.
What appeared to be silence actually becomes the subtle music of the surroundings. the beating heart of this moment, and the dance of the cosmos.
If we can resist running away from the initial awkwardness of silence and stillness, a new way of being emerges, the one that is more patient, more attentive, and more joyous.
This is the light that emerges from darkness, the speech that comes from silence.
Set a timer for five to ten minutes and sit quietly as you can see.
See if you notice the rhythms of your own body and the little sounds that often go unnoticed.
See if you can listen without commenting.
(credit is belong to David Dillard-Wright, PHD) from his book… “A MINDFUL MORNING”.