Inner Dialogue

I keep listening.. the quiet is ripe with possibility.. or so she says.

There is no end to the constant hum of distraction these days. Sirens, urban clatter battling with force fed tinned music from crackly speakers. Notifications dialed up just to be heard over the man-made din.

Camping is a right of passage in the Pacific Northwest – I used to be an avid camper and have never understood the need to bring music that fills up the quiet. From a rainforest oceanfront, to secluded riverside and so many campfires in between, all resonate so deeply in this human body.

I love music, with all of its emotion and deep bass rhythms. I love to move to it and run away inside each song, to a place that exists for only me. But I also love to hear the moon sigh as the lake laps at the shore… I know those are imaginings, fabrications – but aren’t they lovely?

And isn’t that the truth of it all… We have not been content with personal consumerism, we have created a world to that seeks to consume each of us. It keeps pulling at us, vying for our attention… screaming to come first. When all else fails – it turns ugly to drown out the simple beauty of being alive. Building intensity until our minds race with lists, hopes & dreams barely imagined, social missteps and regretful responsibilities.

It’s right there though, you just need to reach for it. The quiet. Perhaps in the steady soft movement of the sea… or could be the drumming of rain on the window… sink into one of those sounds that speak to you and the simple resonance of something natural. Give yourself, your mind over to that moment of rest – to do nothing. For a moment, nothing else needs to happen, be done or is allowed to interfere… That is where you will find it… Possibility.

Tell me what you heard in between the waves..

#InnerDialogue #Meditation #Peace #Quiet