Sssshhh....

Last year, some friends and I talked about how some (if not majority of people) are afraid of silence. I may not look like it, in person, but I kind of enjoy peace and silence. I developed a joy for listening though I tend to be really a talker most of the time.

I read once from a book ( I think it's Eat, Pray, Love) that Praying is the art of saying, telling things to God, while Meditation is the art of listening to God and what he has to say.

You sit there in silence and meditate... I miss meditation. I used to do yoga back in the city and I can't seem to find a proper shala (and improvise one) where I can meditate.

Lately, I've been craving for my inner silence and peace ( because yes, I get so badly interrupted every time I plan it!) 

And this whole lifestyle change thing for me has been a liberating experience, because it really did teach me to be patient, to wait and surrender and accept the fact the there are things in life that I just cannot control.

I imagine how hard it must be for someone who's organized-freak and schedule obsessed like me.

I believe God sends people and events to smack us up and hit us hard, for we will never learn if it was done gently. And silence is a good thing, because if used properly... you can and you get to transport yourself to someplace else and do all the proper thinking to make wise decisions, not brought by impulse or spur of whatever moment.

However, swimming in melodrama is optional. And that's a different story saved for next time.