Why silence?
I go to silence first when the room has heated up. Sometimes I’m in the room, completely. Sometimes it looks like I’m there, but I’m really far, far away not imagining a beach or a mountain with vistas on view but burrowed deep within to the kernel that is the essence of me. Soul-deep, I pull blankets, quilts and throws over me to protect myself from the words, not only the words but the sound of them, their fury. The sound of fury assaults me so I burrow.
Why not words?
Words are elusive. You mean one thing by a word/phrase. The listener understands the word/phrase differently.
Why not words?
Words lie. You say words. They have meaning but words are not actions only intentions. Do, don’t announce.
Why not words?
The words disappear. My mind goes blank in emotionally-charged situations, positive or negative. I can’t remember what I just said, what I wanted to say or what the speaker said.
So, silence.
Silence is peace if not content. The words will come later – no doubt.
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Sticks and stones will hurt my bones and words have the power to kill me! Thank you for this powerful piece, it really hit home. I so feel you. Your piece brought Proverbs 14:30 to mind (q cite= ” A calm and undisturbed mind and heart are the life and health of the body; but envy, Jealousy and wrath are like rottenness of the bones.”>