Today begins, as many
my day off, sitting to morning coffee
with my husband, he with the paper
me with a book
an ad comes on the radio and a woman
YEEEEEEELLLLLLLSSSSSSS
disturbing the soothing Philharmonic Orchestra
and the gentle flow of words through my head
I stop reading and sit for a moment
in wonder…
why is it
the world has gotten so very
LOUD
a bit of unrest in my day
yesterday
causes everyone to talk at once
and on top of each other
and
even though most of it was not me
my ears ring a bit, and my jaw is sore
we all have something
to say
last night
I turned down the TV three times
mostly at commercials but also at a singing show
my husband was watching
that seemed to feature a lot of
shouty voices
it seems the world has become so very amplified
in our need
to grab attention, or sometimes simply
just to
feel
heard
some days, for me
it’s just too much
and if I let it
it disturbs my senses
I am by nature, a bit of a quiet talker
drives my husband crazy
some times
I would say I am by nature a bit of a quiet…
everything
and so I wonder, what’s with all
the noise?
and can we just turn it down
a little
I take my wonderings out to the garden
to see what may be left
in the cold dampness of November
when I step out
even the dogs down the street are demanding
to be heard
in great volume
I walk softly among the fallen leaves
marveling at the autumn shades
I watch a little chick-a-dee and smile when I
recognize the soft white belly
of my woodpecker
I breathe cool fresh air
by the time I have reached the flowers
the ‘outside’ noise has faded
sufficiently
until the only things I am listening to
are the leaves
my own dog lies quietly beside me
content
to be
here
later
I come in
to do some baking
to make the house warm
and sugary
I turn on a little Steve Earle and turn the volume
down
low
then I sit
with my cup of tea
I pick up a lovely notebook and pen
a recent gift
from a very dear friend
and I
begin
to
offer my gratitude
for wonder and beauty
for kindness and
for love
for days off
and
for
quiet ♥