Silence, Solitude and Stillness
It has been a long journey. I refer not merely to the to-and-fro 300-kilometre route that I have taken in the past two days, but also to life itself. Whilst I know that it has not nearly been long enough, the mechanism of mental and physical fatigue sometimes imposes the momentary sentence of mandatory rest when I feel like my feet are now being dragged instead of lifted.
This is just a moment of staring blankly at the wall (and at this particular point in time, the
computer screen), just appreciating the "nothingness" of the moment. There is a load of work commanding my attention, but that can wait, for silence and solitude have thrown themselves into my embrace. Like teadust in a porcelain cup, I immerse myself in the warmth of stillness.Whilst I have been speaking much about conversations within the context of community, one can kill issues by over-analysing and talking too much about them. There is some truth to the proverb that says "In much of our talking, half of our thinking is murdered". So this is the case with the present moment.. silence, solitude, and stillness are in order.
