The World of Silence

I am obsessed with the concept of experiencing silence. I am uncertain what it is I seek from experiencing silence. I do know, I desire a kinesthetic awareness, apart from listening. A recent snowfall has added another dimension to my awareness. I love it.

In complete silence I am still, as if frozen in time. Better said, in this space there is no time. I can describe it as being in a state of aliveness, yet I have no desires. I am emotionally blank, feeling completely neutral. The experience of silence is profound. It is precious and sacred, and in the moment, known only to me. This becomes my reality. 

In this state of consciousness, silence calms the busyness and concerns running in my mind. I am not tempted to jump ahead to planned activities of the day. What the day may hold is of no importance. The only thing there is, is silence. 

Experiencing silence takes me to a void and it seems as if I have a sense of the beyond. I can not say what this is with any certainty, I can say in that moment I feel expansive, peaceful, easy. All is well in the world of silence.