I've been quiet for a while now. Deliberately, intensely quiet.
It's like this: I use words constantly. They are my instrument, my voice, my expression, my connection, & my inspiration. I teach, give talks & lectures, & when I get a chance-- between semesters, as I did over the New Year break-- I feel the need sometimes to simply stop talking.
To be silent.
To say nothing that doesn't absolutely need to be said.
To gather my thoughts, my strength, & myself. To remember the power & force of words. To use them sparingly. Tu use them as if it's the first time.
To write in my notebook & work on my novel. Quietly.
And now it's a new year, I'm back at school, back to talking & connecting in the world. And I love this part, too. But I need those quiet periods. Winter is my quiet season. My time to renew myself.
It's still winter, but I already feel spring in the air & words taste delicious again, warm with the promise of the sun.
Do you hear me? Do you ever feel the need to just listen?
Once Upon A Time