On silence

Silence is…

a despiriting confrontation, or an invitation to open?

In silence we are challenged

by nonexistence

from which we spend our days running.

Silence is a vertiginous prospect

the incomprehensible in a vacuum

the inevitable absence that our minds resist.

It opens the floodgates

to questions

to possibility

forcing us to hear ourselves think

to notice the incessant spin and hum.

A laughable din

a metastatic horror

the sense of an ending.

It’s an invitation to rest

to make peace in peace

with uncertainty.

Retreat from the fog

find liberation

feel clarity beyond thought.

It is a point of arrival

when the exits are sealed

a sacred void.

Breathe without restriction

see without obstacles

feel without force.

Care for the quiet

Expand the silence

Let the dust settle.

*This photo was taken at around 5am on a yoga retreat at the Mill Retreat Centre in France. 5am throughout all seasons is my favourite time of day. It’s the relatively soundless, unpeopled hour, where you can stretch out and be, for a glorious timeless moment, suspended for as long as life allows, just sitting, not doing, not thinking.*