“To make the right choices in life, you have to get in touch with your soul. To do this, you need to experience solitude, which most people are afraid of, because in the silence you hear the truth and know the solutions.”― Deepak Chopra
I’m going to tell you this and initially, it’s going to sound really arrogant:
I am really quite amazing with my words. I can concisely, clearly and often, abruptly, say exactly what I need to, when I need to. Many times, I sound pretty confident — it’s as if the words had their own bold, brilliant personality. They are fearless. and they are courageous. They are tall and strong and show up in black and white, no gray. There’s no question and there’s no waver; it is what it is, and it ain’t what it ain’t.
Sometimes, they like to close doors and drive away.
They like to email and message and text. Sometimes, after they do their job, they like to hide. Under their down comforter, with their head on a soft pillow and, sometimes they cry. Sometimes, they talk to one another and in those moments they turn from statements to questions. And the questions dance in swirling circles in my head and the questions are loud. They are loud and gray and confusing.
Suddenly these once confident and bold and strong words morph into vulnerable phrases and reflective questions. If I sit with them long enough, breathe directly into them, get curious about where they are traveling, I can get behind them to a space where they become a faded background.
You can picture it, can’t you? Clusters of words and phrases and questions meshing together into a blurred canvas, bold black and lightening white softening into a gradient fade. They are still there, but they are tempered. They are willingly at rest, bowing to something they know to be greater than they are. Something that has been softly and gently and patiently waiting for the stillness and silence it needs to be heard. something behind the words, beyond the fear. A place that only meditation or prayer or stillness can bring us to.
So yes, while I am quite amazing with my words, I aspire and intend to be fearlessly silent, honor the truth of my heart, and humbly choose to heed what my words can’t tell me.
“We have two lives, and the second begins when we realize we only have one.” -Confucius