I’m in a small study room on a university campus at the moment. The only sounds I have heard have been the tapping of my fingers on my computer and the distant air conditioning motor. What a pleasant retreat.
More and more, I crave this kind of silence. I have never understood those who say they must have some distracting noise in the background like the TV, or music of their choosing.
I love coming to the quiet.
You should join me sometime. Find your own space and time and sit, or think, or write, or just BE.
You might hear voices yet unheard, or creativity yet realized.
P Michael Biggs
One Moment at a Time