Silence Speaks

April 1, 2014


Words are such powerful things. They mean absolutely nothing until we put our intentions behind them and then they carry on their shoulders all the meanings of the world. Words, though, are often used with shallow intentions. It’s as if we talk just to hear the sound of our voices so that we might not feel so alone, but we still feel alone. Why do we still feel so alone? Why aren’t our voices company enough? Why do we still crave the companionship of others even in a room of many from which to choose from? What is it that we crave? People? Voices? Words? Meaning? There can be so much more meaning in mutual silence than there ever could be in shallow conversation. Why then do we shy away from silence? Why do we fill the spaces in between conversation with tension and anxiety and meatless filler?

Perhaps if we could only embrace one another’s silence and exist together in silence for just tiny splinters of time then we might not feel so alone and words once shallow would in time regain their depth. When words lose their meaning then so, too, do our lives. Only in silence do we regain our depth.


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