"There is the silence of emptiness,
the silence of fear,
the silence of doubt."
Beryl Markham
Silence can be a blessing or a curse depending upon our perception of the given moment. It can be an inflammable tool for inspiration or a drowning pool of depression. A welcomed silence arrives as a new born settles into sleep. A crack of lightning is followed by a silence filled with foreboding.
Silence can be heard in the depth of the forest or individualized in the midst of a crowd. It can be heard before and after the creak of grandfather's old rocking chair. Holding great grandmother's family bible may cover you with a blanket of comforting silence.
Silence can restore the soul or fill us with fear. If we over think, we will definitely attract fear or if we clear our minds of all things, lean in so to speak, we will be comforted and renewed. Silence carries unspeakable words. Silence can be an answer in itself.
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