I remember a time I was on vacation at an all-inclusive resort when my friend pointed out to me, that we were one of only a few tables in a packed restaurant, that was talking while eating. The other tables, where it was 2 people or 6, were eating quietly. Just enjoying their meal. Once she pointed it out to me I began to notice it myself and I had all sorts of interest. It was really neat observing people just enjoying a meal without the need to talk. that may sound silly, but where I’m from there’s rarely ever a moment of quiet when with friends or family. Whether that’s at the dinner table or not. So seeing that so many people weren’t made me realize that there’s an appreciation to quietness. There’s was a certain connection to the moment that couldn’t be ignored.
Drawing inspiration from the silence, I wonder what it would be like to exist quietly with someone else. Let’s say a romantic partner. Instead of filling days with chatter, there’s a sort of energy that’s just felt. No need for hour long phone talks, or texting from the time you wake to the time you go to sleep. No talking at the dinner table, just a calmness and an enjoyment in just the presence of the other person. A hug that speaks a thousand words, being held while listening to the birds chirping, cuddling and letting hands do the talking. Instead of verbally fighting through conflict you walk away and when everyone’s cooled off, you make up with intimacy. I’m sure this kind of dynamic exists, I just haven’t seen it yet. A quiet connection. Both at the table and in life.
Warmly,
Pen and Page Journey 