I went for a hike today; up to stony point which is basically my mountain now (just don't tell the others). I spent about two hours exploring the backside of the mountain jumping over new rocks and finding new caves and getting dirty. Maybe it was when I was crawling on my belly through a cave or laying out on top of a giant boulder baking in the sun that I realized how powerful silence can be.
It's 4:30 now and I've maybe spoken 12 words since I've woken up this morning. And it's not that I've been trying to be anti-social, when people spoke to me I answered back, but beyond that I just kept silent. But even when I did speak to people, I noticed a suprising warmness in the reactions I got, as if saving my voice for when it was needed made it that much more powerful. It makes sense, doesn't it? When moses wanted to be a lone with God he went up a mountain--and before that he was a shepherd. How much more space do you need than that? Buddha had his tree on a mountain, and even the President gets Camp David.
It's easy to get lost in the distractions at ground level. When I cut out the extra noise--the cars, the televisions and the cell phones and the internet and even my own voice, and strip everyting down to the simple sounds of nature and the voice of my own thoughts; I find that everything is a little bit clearer, answers are more logical and questions are....they just don't seem to matter as much. Now the pertinant question now is how do I follow through? How do I bring this back off the mountain?
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Hey I miss you, call me. I don't have your number, I accidently put my old phone through the wash
858 740 6155
always, Kelsey
Miss you...can't wait to see you. Only...3 more months. It seems like forever.
Hey I called you yedterday =)
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