A Growing Stillness
Henri Nouwen was a man of faith who once wrote this about the winter solstice (Advent):
"This time of year I feel a growing stillness in myself…"
I felt a strong connection to that phrase: a growing stillness. As an extravert who has to speak in order to know what she is thinking, I can talk up a storm any time of the year! A growing stillness would be a miracle for me. I thought, suppose I tried to be and speak or teach or write out of that growing stillness! Suppose I turned off the computer and the TV and the radio and my spinning brain and sat by the fire in quiet, enjoying the growing stillness. I want to discover what kind of woman, and what kind of teaching or writing or speaking would emerge from that joy!
- I would wait more (why am I talking . . . W-A-I-T ).
- I would wake later and later, sleeping 9 – 10 hours.
- I would engage with the water as I swim each morning without looking at the clock, swimming till I was done!
- I would walk my cocker spaniel, Sandy, each morning (bundle up, it is cold out there!).
- I would write my e-mails in Word and paste them into an email, so I can read them before they go off!
Wake, wait, water, walk, write. Out of a growing stillness. And you?