I like the peace of quiet.
My experience with sound tends to be emotional. Sound moves through me intuitively whether the experience is pleasant or not. It always has and I suppose many dancers are this way.
My children set records in bickering this week. Each Hallmark hall of fame moment they shared ended in an argument. The experience became equal to the sound, chaotic and shrill. Nothing was being resolved because no one was listening, so I joined in the dance in a powerful way and shut down the circus.
Normally, I can detach well enough for them to work it out on their own, but this week was busy; like the dog chasing its tail getting dizzier by the moment kind of busy.
I had met my edge.
I was relieved in the moment because the bickering stopped, however, I was left with regret that I had chosen to react when I should have paused and taken a breath before responding.
If the holidays are the most hectic time of year, approaching the end of a school year is a close second. Science competitions, summer program applications, rehearsals, spring concerts, exams, field trips and the like all culminate in an epic swirl of over scheduled activity.
"We are stronger when we listen, and smarter when we share." ~ Rania Al-Abdullah
Overwhelm is a great equalizer among us. We see it coming yet it's ability to launch sneak attacks is still maintained. My go to coping mechanism is meditation. In the silence of my being I can permit all frustration known and unknown to work its way up and I can decide the issues which require examining and those in need of releasing.
Energy begets energy and the more quiet seed I plant the more peace and quiet I will manifest in my daily existence.
My children are still loud, they will still bicker and we are still overwhelmed. But next week, will find me more aware and better equipped to manage.
I will be ready.
"It's not the load that breaks you down, it's the way you carry it." ~ Lou Holtz
