Embrace the Quiet
The majority of my life was filled with noise from living in the city, school, sports, parties, and more. Everywhere around me was noise people talking, horns blaring, dogs barking, planes flying low as they prepare to land. All day every day the outside noise and within becoming louder and louder. Thoughts and ideas running freely in my head all yelling and screaming to find an escape from their bondage. All they wanted to do was live our life and all I wanted to do was live my life. I knew what that noise was in my head and the louder it got the louder I turned up My volume.
For years there was this constant battle going on within me and it has now spewed out into My World. The noise inside is now all around me back and forth each system turning up the volume. Trying to keep my mind busy I turn My volume up louder and enter back into My World where I control the noise. It isn’t that bad the noise is still there but here in My World I dictate the volume, the words, the thoughts, and actions. As the years go on My World starts to become less noisy, the volume no longer reaches the red zone. Somewhere out there the noise is becoming faint and all I can hear are whispers.
My World on mute as I step out of my cave and back into reality. The World has grown louder. Except there, that silent whisper. Head down, one step at a time trying to find my balance. Steps turning into a brisk walk, the noise all around me back and forth. The World’s volume turned up to the max. But still a faint whisper.
Brisk walk turns into a jog. Head up, arms slightly pumping, every step launching me forward. Bright lights, Billboards, Spotlights, the noise is getting louder. Stopped in my tracks, the plug to My World holding on tight. The World becoming louder, My World hanging on by its last thread. But still a faint whisper.
Eyes closed, freedom. The World grows quiet, My World a loss of life. The whisper, where is the whisper? Head up, eyes closed freedom. Arms slightly pumping, every step launching me forward. The whisper, where is the whisper? Did the whisper abandon me, but why? I gave up everything. Eyes closed, freedom. Slight pump of arms turns into a brisk walk. Brisk walk, slow breath. One step at a time trying to find my balance. Slow breath. But still a faint whisper.
Breathe, eyes closed, freedom. The whisper, it came back for me. My thoughts, my ideas no longer in bondage. No escape from bondage, bondage no longer exist. Thoughts, ideas, structured in order, ready to live our life. Eyes open, breathe, freedom, love, peace, joy. Every step forward launching me forward.
