I've found myself fallen silent here in the last few weeks. Many thoughts concerning my future, my family, my intentions, my intensity, my desires and my obligations are all trying to get my attention at once. The talkative magpie began to shut down.
Last week, JPo and I were driving home from seeing Sondre Lerche in concert. We talked about how I've been feeling lately. She asked me what kind of experience I'd like right now. Instead of choosing a fabulous trip, beauty treatment or something decadent; I opted for a period of peace and quiet to settle my thoughts. Later our conversation meandered to two friends who have gone on silent retreats. I wondered what that would be like.
Earlier same day, I read a post by Daisies at Pluck the Petal in which she considered making December a wordless month on her blog. The more I thought about her proposal, the more I felt reinvigorated to blog again. I've decided to join her and the growing list of other bloggers that are going to blog quietly this month. See the list of participants at Pluck the Petal.
Part of my desire for silence is the pressure I always seem to self impose. Fun activities lose their zing when they become yet another thing to do on my ever growing to do list. I'd like to post at least one image a day but I'm not going to hold myself to it. I'm not going to require myself to take the photos on the day they are posted. I've got at least three months of backlog here, so I may share some of those images. I'd also like to incorporate some posts that are quotations to focus on while I enjoy my silence.
I'm giving myself permission to be quiet. To listen. To learn. To take it all. To think. To really live.
Requiring myself to be silent will probably make me want to gush like a
mint chewels after a few weeks of this. If I feel the need to use my
voice this month I will. I'll be available by email and will respond to any comments that would benefit from a reply.
A few weeks ago,I saw the movie, Dan in Real Life. It was a great little movie that I fear will be overlooked. Go see it! You won't be disappointed.
I keep thinking about at line toward the end of the movie that is echoed in one of Sondre Lerche's songs on the soundtrack.
"... be prepared to be surprised."
Oh, December, what surprises do you hold in store for me?