You know how your day can have a theme?

This morning over coffee I asked my husband, Jeff what needed his attention the most today? “slowing down” he said. Then we sang John Prine’s “Sound of the Speed of Loneliness” which has some great lyrics and a theme kept emerging for my day.

You’ve broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
You’re out there running just to be on the run

Later, I went to a dance class at the South End Studio and as we cooled down and stretched, our instructor, Linda said, “surrender to gravity”.  I’m not usually a big fan of gravity, but it felt really great—quiet, surrendering to gravity and stretching my spine.

In this era of BUSY being a badge of honor…I want to act dishonorably, get quiet and slow down.

When I am smart enough slow down and accept some quiet (which isn’t quite often enough):  I work smarter.  I’m more creative and deliberate.  I’m less reactive.  I see my options. I’m more productive. This got me wondering what Confucius, Whitman and others had to say about this quiet. Turns out quite a bit actually.  Of course they did.

Walt Whitman/Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun “GIVE me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling;…Give me nights perfectly quiet, as on high plateaus west of the Mississippi, and I looking up at the stars;…”

“If he who does not know kept silent, discord would cease.” —Socrates

“Never miss a good chance to shut up.”      ―Will Rogers

It isn’t easy to find time for quiet other than sleep in our days. However, it might be necessary when the world is just too loud all the time.  Here’s to quiet.  Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The wisdom of Ferris Bueller…

“Life moves pretty fast.

If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”

                                                                        —Ferris Bueller

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Last Wednesday morning I went for a walk in a park in Burlington, Vermont near my home called Red Rocks.  It isn’t too far from the hustle of the city but at a certain part of my walk I could hear nothing.  No other walkers, no dogs barking, no traffic sounds.  Nothing.  I was so content walking beneath the remarkable snow laden trees.  Out of the corner of my eye, about 50 feet off the path I first saw snow falling and then I witnessed two trees facing each other release their snow and snap back into place.

It  was spectacular.

The quality of the sound made it feel like I was the only person on earth.


That experience reminded me of another quiet moment in my life that I will also never forget.  I like to cut branches and force blossoms to have something alive in the house during the dark days of winter.  When my son, Ellis was about two he and I were in our kitchen and he suddenly started wildly pointed toward the windowsill.  He was so excited about what he was witnessing.  I turned to see what he was pointing to and a Magnolia blossom was opening up before our eyes.  It was truly a moment to be treasured.