I've made a commitment to my spirit and my team to produce 4 blog posts per month. I have a habit of going into great depth and write and write about all the things I've ever thought or heard about on a topic. There isn't enough gas in the tank or hours in a month to do that x4 and so in the remaining window of time I have left to blog this month I've whipped up this poem.
I've surprised and delighted myself, I've given myself permission to show up in what feels like a small yet potent way. Sharing words can be simple and oh so joy giving.
The sound of silence
There's much to do in what can feel like too little time
I'm the conductor of how I spend most of mine
I take a big slurp of crisp fresh air
And declare within myself that I'll not give attention to that which invokes fear
I focus my energy, attention and soul
On that sweet precious thing, inner peace and silence; where I feel whole
I suck in trust and connect to the pit of my gut
Craving silence in times I feel stuck in a rut
There’s often a sense I'm trapped with all life's demands under one roof
When I slow my breath & my brain I return to my truth
I tune in and sense that unique spirit in me
And it's there I find that place to be silent, at peace and free
I'll leave you now with one of my favourite sounds in the whole wide world; being that of the NZ Native Birdsong. It's a sound that although noisy, creates peace and silence within me. It's one of the things I love yet miss so much about home. I can't wait to hear them for real when I return to visit my homeland with my son at Christmas.
One day I'll share with you why a certain bird holds such significance for me.
Thank you for stopping by, I appreciate you & send so much love
xx Bron
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