Silence

I think people underestimate the power of silence. Many times it is not the words that are spoken that leave the most impact, but the words that left unsaid. Often people view silence as the absense of something, but what if instead, silence is so much of something that our physical bodies can no longer take in it?  What if silence is communication to your spirit?

When I think of the happiest moment of my life, I can not put words to what I was feeling. I was speechless. Silent. The same can be said for the darkest moments in my life. My spirit feels aching so deep there are no words, not even sounds that could describe to someone the amount of agony my soul is feeling at those moments. So I am still. I am quiet. When People think of "peace" they often think of quiet. That overwhelming sense that everything is going to be okay and the term we use is "peace and quiet." Anger is also communicated by silence. Massive amounts of distance and effort to keep communication to a minimum in order to "punish" the other person for their wrongs. Silence.

I have never heard a spirit. I have never been able to hear a soul. But I have felt them. I have felt the warmth a soul in a touch and seen the evil in one's eyes. I have physically felt a spirit touch me, but never have a I heard a word. My mind is full of words. It's constantly releasing random thoughts and tangents in the form of language or sound. But my soul, oh my soul takes over my whole body and takes whatever deep and wordless emotions I have and puts it through ever part of my being. That is when I can pray. When my mind has finally given up and my spirit is allowed to communicate with God, that is when I am the most in tune with God. When I am silent.

I know I run the risk of sounding like a complete hippy with this idea, and maybe I am. After all I am an Oregonian. All I know is, when there is silence I feel one of two things: something is so wrong, or something is so right.