Life is filled with so much noise these days. Street noise. Alexa talking back. Music blaring while watching netflix and working on a strategic document. Dogs barking. Kids playing and crying. The dishwasher shaking. The refrigerator humming. The pipes piping. Phone ringing. Texts dinging. Planes roaring overhead. Noise. Noisy. Cacophony.
Many years ago. Decades even. The group Depeche Mode released a song called Enjoy the Silence. They noted how words are like violence breaking the silence. Fast forward decades from that song release and sounds of all sorts are like violence. Take stock of your day-to-day life. How much of the space around you is filled with noise? Too much, I can assure you.
It feels so good when one turns off the television, phone, and computer while sitting in the dark listening to nothing. It’s so freeing and liberating. I find myself more and more just sitting on my couch in silence taking in my thoughts. Instead of being filled with empty noise I’m catching up with myself. Sounds silly, I’m sure. However, I highly recommend doing something similar. If you need to listen to talking heads, might as well listen to the one on your shoulder.
Silence can be a balm. It can be healing. It can help break things in a good way. Silence can signal comfort as well. If you constantly try to fill the space with noise, you may be trying to mask something, including insecurities.
Now, this isn’t all that easy for me to say. Growing up, I was called the chatterbox. I would talk and talk. And, talk some more. Right now, I can still talk a lot. Give me a microphone and I’ll tell you a 100 stories. However, I have also learned to be quiet, shut up, and listen. Listening can be comforting to sll involved. There’s a time to tell a story and a time to just listen. There’s a time to put yourself on mute. You can then walk away and give yourself a reprieve and take nothing in. There’s a cycle that we must shift through. Or at least, should. It’s healthy. Or so I believe.