“…let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.” ~ Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

I was reading this quote the other day, and I tend to agree. Do you ever sometimes just want to say nothing, but breathe in the air, the scents, the warmth of the sun, the smell of cut grass, the baking of bread, the smell of the ocean. Whatever you enjoy, take a moment and I give you permission to be okay with the quiet.  Ever day I have so much to say in my work, that my weekends like now, all I want to do is say nothing. It is during these weekends that words do not adequately express the way I feel. So I’m embracing the quiet of my days. The need for less words. The welcoming of gazes and sighs, of touch and holding, of lingering and breath.

In our culture, we are so accustom to needing to fill spaces with words. I know in my life, mostly in my writings, I fill fill fill…so many words and yet when in the flesh, I am drawn to quiet. I am drawn to sitting back and soaking in the feeling of the moment, the essence.  When I feel utterly safe with someone, they experience my comfort with quiet. I have surrounded myself with souls I feel safe with the last few years and there is much more quiet and pause in my life and in theirs.  Do you savour the quiet moments in your life?

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