In the silence I sit in peace….
This is my post for Wednesday November 20th…
I sit here in the silence that fills this room.. The sound of the furnace chasing away the chill in the room, leaves me with a cozy feeling.. The old furnace has been a faith full companion for the time we have lived here.. Without the furnace I would be cuddled up in layer after layer of clothing and blankets.. The silence here gives me time to think over my actions of the days that have past.. I can hear the settling of the house that surrounds me.. The forever creaking and moaning of it’s timbers.. My mind wonders to many different places during this time of silence.. The surrounding world moves on in it’s rituals of life.. I enjoy the silence as it gives me the time to reflect.. I crave this silence at times, as it is an escape from reality.. The pending thoughts of the day are put at rest in this silent place.. I need not worry, nor think of what’s for dinner… I have time to rest from my rituals of the day.. I am calm and relaxed in these moments, minutes, or even hours.. For, they are my time away..
The voice of silence is one of relaxation…
I tap loudly on the keys of this laptop.. Keys that help me capture the words that fill the spaces in this place.. The noise of barking dogs as voices become louder… Talking over the noise that continues.. The television blaring so loudly that the people outside can share the content they can only envision.. The sounds from outside… A car spinning it’s wheels in the hopes of escaping the grip of the wet snow that surrounds them… The sounds of voices, voices I don not know nor do I wish to know in my silence… The furnace hums on, as the door is left open to the cold.. The voices that surround me as family meet to share my silent place.. The chatter and laughter are like music to my ears… For, only I wish to have those voices fill the spaces in my silent place… The company has left… The dogs no longer bark, and the television is silent.. The dogs lay sleeping in their cozy beds with covers over their heads… Father is asleep, on the sofa surrounded in warm inviting blankets.. I too wish to feel those blankets surround me in comfort, so I may drift away as others have before me.. I look around at all that has been left behind… The mess will be there after I indulge in the warmth of these cozy blankets… The silence is soothing to my rattled nerves… I drift away into a world of sleep and silence..
Night silence is like no other silence….
This day has drifted into night… The mess has all but disappeared… I am free from the rituals of my day.. I have watched as much television as my brain can handle… I am in search of a place to sleep… A place where my feather filled comforter awaits me.. I climb the stairs to my room, and once there I cuddle under the warmth of this comforter.. The chill will not find me, only the silence of sleep is welcomed here.. I take a deep breath in and feel my body sink into the bed around me.. For, now I am one with this silent place.. As I drift away, my mind has other plans for me… Thoughts crash into my space and fill my head with nagging questions and solutions to problems unsolved.. I roll to my side in the hopes that the thoughts will not follow.. I turn again as a flood of unsolved problems roll over me… I resist the calling of those questions and turn once more… I can not escape… Where has my silence gone?? I lay in the darkness letting the thoughts take over my sleep.. This night is long as I do my best to not answer the questions in my mind, and the sights I see when I close my eyes.. Finally, after hours of no sleep the silence comes to rescue me… I dwell in silence till the morning light finds me tired and unable to face the day… Come again my friend, for you are welcomed… My silence… 🙂
MAGS… Till Thursday.. Well wishes to all.. 🙂 🙂