Silence
“Reality
is one of the possibilities I cannot afford to ignore.”
Leonard
Cohen
This is
a time in America when everyone should go sit alone on the top of a mountain
and think about themselves. There are so many words swirling around our heads
that it is almost impossible to have a clear thought. None of these words are in
sequence and often they are discordant and even contradictory. Conspiracy
theories, fake everything, counterstatements in the same sentence, monologues
to empty chambers, bickering in press conferences and news casts. Do you
remember when this didn’t exist? I do, but it’s been a while, and even then, it
was a result of suppressing much of the truth. We are strange creatures who live
in strange times.
If we
were to sit on the mountain top for a day, and just get still and allow the
silence to settle into us, perhaps we could sort through it all and come up
with what is true for us. Not what someone has told us, not what we’ve heard
from a million different commentators, and not what is popular with our tribe—but
what our inner voice tells us is true. I have a feeling that sitting in silence
and listening to the birds singing would cleanse us of our bad case of
word-sickness and fill our bodies and minds with clarity and song. I am
reminded of Leonard Cohen’s words, “If you don’t become the ocean, you’ll be
seasick every day.” We are word-sick, and we need a good detoxing.
This is
what transformation looks and feels like—chaotic and crazy. In the end, and
with time, the dust will settle, and we will look back with a degree of
understanding about what on earth transpired right before our eyes. We will
begin anew, not suppressing the truth or descending deeply into denial, but
with eyes wide open, and with humility. We will have all of yesterday within
us, along with its gift of wisdom. But for now, let’s just be quiet, be
patient, and allow the magic within us to rise to the surface.
In
the Spirit,
Jane
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