Lately I’ve been thinking about spirituality, self-renewal, and the ways in which I push the reset button on my life. I’m not someone who takes well to silent meditation. If the room is too quiet, I’ll find some way to fill up that space with noise, music, television, idle conversation, or food.
It’s as if I don’t like, or am afraid of what is/might be revealed in those silent moments, and am ill-prepared to accept or deal with the consequences of what might happen as a result.
I find that as I get older, this isn’t acceptable. I need to find something, some place that I can turn to in those moments when my soul demands that I sit still and listen.