sleeping on the mesa

January 19, 2022

Something that has kept coming up for me in the desert is the silence and the slowness. Time stops there. Noises cease. But my ears still feel a certain vibration. Like the silence is making its own sound. Truly the sound of silence. Its a really peaceful sound.

We have so much noise in our world. It is good to experience and remember silence. Sit in peace. This night on the mesa surrounded by silence, I heard a bird chirp and the chirp echoed through the canyon walls. I had never heard an echo like that before. I think the silence helped me to hear it. The bird’s chirp chirping call reminded me that I wasn’t alone out there. Then I really saw the stars and moon and heard an owl hoot; and, I remembered that I am connected to it all.

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