Loneliness frightens us.
And so we allow our days to be framed by stress and swallowed up in noise.
We cling to our electronic surrogates as tightly as earlier generations may have embraced some mystical phylactery – all the while draining our humanity instead of infusing our souls.
We have forgotten (or did we never really know?) that we were created to dance within the shadows of silence.
We need to unplug; we need to detach.
Not forever, but for a time.
For as long as we breathe, we remain in and of this world. And there are things – important things, life-giving things – that will always need our tending, our touch, our time.
But we also need to make time, now and again, to be alone. To incline our ear towards the silence. To open our hearts so that we can find a way to discover the golden-haired suns, logos and music, blameless joys.
Thomas Merton’s poem, Song: If You Seek . . . , can help guide us:
If you seek a heavenly light
I, Solitude, am your professor!
I go before you into emptiness,
Raise strange suns for your new mornings,
Opening the windows
Of your innermost apartment.
When I, loneliness, give my special signal
Follow my silence, follow where I beckon!
Fear not, little beast, little spirit
(Thou word and animal)
I, Solitude, am angel
And have prayed in your name.
Make some time, today, for the silence.
Allow the solitude to refresh you.
And fully embrace any time spent alone.
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