Silence is wonderful at times. In a time when noise is seemingly everywhere it truly feels golden to me.

I’m as guilty of making noise. Often if I’m in the house on my own I have to turn the TV or radio on for background noise because it feels weird to be in a silent house. Having said that there are still times, usually late in the evening when I’m quite happy to sit in silence. I don’t want constant activity around me.

I find something magical about laying in bed at 3-4am and hearing nothing outside. Not even a car driving past. Despite living in a relatively quiet suburb it doesn’t seem to happen often, usually only when there’s snow outside or it’s Christmas.

I used to work in a call centre. Only part time but it was hell and incredibly stressful. So stressful in fact that it gave me an irregular heartbeat for a brief time but that’s another tale. Coming in from work after a 10hr shift of taking calls every three seconds, all I wanted to do was sit in a darkened room by myself.

Best of all is when you can clear your mind from worry and simply rest. Pure, unadulterated bliss.

Blog a Day 41of365: Silence is Golden