Lately, I’ve been enjoying silence.
Perhaps it’s a compensation for the louder world outside. Or even the one inside.
I’ve noticed it while cleaning our floors yesterday. No music, no podcast, no background-filling.
And I didn’t miss it, for a change.
Just my thoughts, a few traffic sounds from further away, and a bit of birdsong every now and then.
I like it.
It feels like a moving meditation.
Silence as a companion to the movement. It reminds me of what I am doing, right now.
It helps me do what I do with a bit more love. A touch more consciousness.
Taking care of ‘our place’.
PS: To paraphrase and interesting thought on this added by JuLa – when we take care of our surroundings, we take care of ourselves as well.
Something to ponder.