If you have lived with me, or even known me for any length of time, you know one thing: I cannot stand silence. This is no exaggeration. From the time I wake up, to the time I fall asleep I am listening to something--be it music, audiobooks, or podcasts. I've never had a problem with this condition, until lately that is.
Since the start of this year I've thought a lot about silence--the value, the necessity, the benefit and the importance. Is it really necessary to have/appreciate silence in one's life? In short, I have decided that it is. Have I done anything to incorporate silence into my daily routine? No. But I want to work on that. Last night I did yoga for 20 minutes in excruciating silence. Perhaps excruciating is too strong of a word, but it was most certainly painful. Hopefully after a few more tries, this will be downgraded to a mere annoyance.
Learning how to appreciate the silence, yet another goal for this year (yes, I know Feb. is almost over and yes, I'm still concocting new year resolutions. Get on my level).
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