The thing about silence is it creates noise. Lots of noise! The kind of noise that is not heard everyday amongst the din of life or the chatter of minds; but the kind of noise that is quiet. It's the noise of spirit.
The NOISE of YOU!
In fact, it's in the silence we truly hear what is being said. Now that is ironic...
I have found, as I explore my spiritual side, that an increase in solitude is necessary. Absolutely, it's a requirement. The truth is, we become buried in the loudness of others. In the demands of who we are suppose to be rather than who we are. We talk and talk and talk. But when, do we listen?
I almost always ignore myself. I ignore my needs. I ignore my pain. And mostly, I ignore the person inside of me wanting to talk. I ignore my spirit, my higher self. The person with ALL the answers! It's hilariously backwards. We go out when we should go in. We're actually all magic 8 balls waiting to be shook!
And so, I now use my Saturdays to check out. Basically, I check out to check in. Sounds simple doesn't it? Not really. At first I had to give myself permission to use my day how I saw fit without feeling guilty. When the phone would ring, 'I felt' I should answer it. When someone asked me to go out, 'I felt' I should go. Creating separation from the outside world is tricky. Don't be mistaken.
But please, shed the complex. Shed the guilt. Shed the lie that time with you is wrong. Have a silent Saturday. Because not talking, is actually speaking. Shhhhhhhh.