This morning I awoke with a very faint awareness of an earache; no pain, no cold coming on, but I was conscious of some physical sensation. So, with nothing else to do but watch the sunrise, I starting asking myself what the psychological connection might be. My thoughts went something like this.
I want silence, but not this way, thank you…. Maybe I’m hearing more than I want to hear in my life…. I’m waiting to hear about someone near and dear to me who is in the hospital …. And what about all that noise in Egypt that I wish would stop… Maybe I’m showing empathy toward my mom who really can’t hear anything…. Then there are all the things I don’t want to hear, don’t want to know about, because once I know, they will become part of me, and I’ll have to live with the information forever.
Finally, I decided to leave all those thoughts at the cottage and walk the beach and listen. heard waves, gulls and a few cars, and of course all that chatter in my head. And then, most mysteriously, I started listening to the clouds that were slowly and softly floating along, humming, so it seemed. They seemed content, hearing what they needed to hear, but not taking any specific action--minding their own business, just being.
My ear is a little better, certainly not worse. It’s just floating along, being and humming once in a while. How about that for a quiet day at the cottage!!
I want silence, but not this way, thank you…. Maybe I’m hearing more than I want to hear in my life…. I’m waiting to hear about someone near and dear to me who is in the hospital …. And what about all that noise in Egypt that I wish would stop… Maybe I’m showing empathy toward my mom who really can’t hear anything…. Then there are all the things I don’t want to hear, don’t want to know about, because once I know, they will become part of me, and I’ll have to live with the information forever.
Finally, I decided to leave all those thoughts at the cottage and walk the beach and listen. heard waves, gulls and a few cars, and of course all that chatter in my head. And then, most mysteriously, I started listening to the clouds that were slowly and softly floating along, humming, so it seemed. They seemed content, hearing what they needed to hear, but not taking any specific action--minding their own business, just being.
My ear is a little better, certainly not worse. It’s just floating along, being and humming once in a while. How about that for a quiet day at the cottage!!