Have you ever heard the wonderful silence before the dawn? Or the quiet and calm as a storm end? or perhaps you the know the silence when you haven’t the answer to a question you’ve been asked, or the hush of a country road at night, or the expectant pause of a room full of people when some is just about speak or most beautiful of all, the moment after the door closes and you’re alone in the whole house? Each one is different, you know and all very beautiful if you listen carefully.
The amount we talk, either to others or to ourselves, sometimes I wonder if we are scared of the silence within us.
In the excerpts of the teachings of Sri Aurobindo he talks of the internal silence and the sound of silence. I did try to practise what he said, I was a teenager then, I did achieve the acceptance of silence till I could hear the soft sounds around me, that of nature,
I still experience it, early morning, like going down into a silent garden, Dawn a time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence, everything transfixed only the light moves.”
But I could not listen to that sound in me; I could experience the heart beat but not hear it without a streetscape.
It takes sensitive ears to tune in and listen to the heart, but the capacity to do so is within each of us. Communicate to others our passions, our emotions, and love. We try to translate the heart’s roar into language that articulates. Silence is frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.
Sound and feelings do dominate a large sphere in our lives, we spend lot of time attempting to put the feeling in our hearts into the words, to articulate that we miss the most profound experience the heart offers, which is silence.
Silence- stillness- shunyata whatever we choose to call, everything begins from this and returns to it. When all the songs have been, soliloquies delivered the emotions are expressed, silence is what remains. As we feel each wave of feeling rise and fall back into the silence, we have an opportunity to connect with the vast open, powerfully healing wisdom at the soundless centre of our hearts.
With all those emotions flowing and muscles contracting we would associate stillness and silence with the heart. It exists all the same, and it takes a sensitive ear to tune into the heart and its silence. That ability lies within each one of us; the ability is so close and large that we do not even notice it.
Gradually I’ve begun to realize that not only can I listen to silence and learn from it, but it also had a quality and a dimension all its own.
The way I became aware of it is the same way we become aware of the negative space in a still life, the background of a photograph, or the open sky that contains the sun, clouds, moon, and stars. We are accustomed to tuning into the objects and sounds that are one-pointed, solid, and three-dimensional. Seeing and hearing the apparently empty space that contains these sounds and objects takes a little practice.
Another possible way we can bring awareness into our hearts by simply breathing into the general area of our heart. The first thing we may notice is the feelings like joy or sadness and physical sensations like tightness or tenderness. We acknowledge these as continue to breathe and focus, listening attentively, we surround these feelings and sensations with breath and recognize that they contained and held in an immeasurable substances like water or air, intangible, ineffable, but utterly real. This is the silence of the heart and the more we listen for it, return to it, and accept it, the more we bathe and purify ourselves in the soundless centre of our being.