There’s a silence in mid-November that asks for your attention. It’s the season between stories, between harvest and hibernation. This week, we explore what happens when we stop striving, slow down, and listen to what the quiet is really saying. Let this be a week of exhale, of noticing, of being.
Quiet is not the absence of sound, it’s the presence of something deeper.
Describe your ideal day of silence. Where would you go, what would you do (or not do), and how would it change you?
Quote:
“In order to understand the world, one has to turn away from it on occasion.” - Albert Camus
I often crave silence not because I’m overwhelmed, but because I’m ready. Ready to listen to myself again. In those moments, even the smallest sounds become sacred. xx Mies