Article 16/365 of Jacques’s writing quest.
I have found true silence once in my life and since then I’ve been on a Grail quest to find it again.
I don’t know about you, but I find that there’s too much noise around. If it’s not in my environment, it’s in my head.
And, having tinnitus buzzing in my ears, doesn’t help my Grail quest.
I was taking a run at the Pinnacle Point Golf Course in Mosselbay when I came across a small valley. As I ran through it, all the noise ceased. I stopped, puzzled. I spoke just to make sure that I hadn’t finally gone stone deaf.
I sat down and absorbed the sound of silence. It enveloped me like a loving cocoon and soothed me. I became no thing, no one, and no place. For a brief moment of time (turned out that it was 10 minutes) I really felt as if I was connected to the great soup of consciousness.
I felt like I was home with the great mother that I’d disconnected from lifetimes ago. For the first time in a long time (ever), I felt real peace.
I’ve seen the healing power of silence, and it is something to behold. I went to the Bateleur Nature Reserve in Waterberg for a team building activity with around 15 corporate executives who were hardened, cynical, and jaded.
Our facilitators took us to a dry river bed one evening. They asked us to lie on our backs and look at the magnificent cosmos. We were then asked to close our eyes and let the majesty of it all take us.
It couldn’t have been more than five minutes when we heard the first sob. Then came the next one, and then the one after that. Before long, all of us were howling.
For me, it felt like every sin I was carrying disappeared. For the first time in my life I felt connected to all that is. It was a seminal moment in my life. The catharsis of crying is amazing.
I want to find that peace and connection again.
Please, let the noise stop.