Being Breath

stories from the wilderness of everyday life

Nothing To Say.

If you don't have anything nice to say then don't say anything at all.

~moms everywhere.

 

 

I admit: I've said it.  And though I mean it when I share this with my kids, I think I may mean a bit more.

Perhaps, along the lines of Right Speech, I really mean, "If you don't have anything honest and of a timely nature to say that will add benefit to this conversation, then don't say anything at all."

 

I went to see Karen Maezen Miller speak at Butler University on Wednesday.  I have long loved her and her writing.  Being in her presence was an affirmation of that love.  

And yet, I don't want to say anything.

The experience was .... again, no words.  Why do I keep trying to talk?

Lest I leave you with the wrong impression, I am in awe of the reality that she brings to the table.  I will share in a later post how a simple hug offered me a glimpse into who I want to be (who I am), how fascinating it is to be with someone who is present with everyone and yet just one...and yet, now is not the time.  By not letting myself sit with the experience and trying to share it before having the words, I am not adding benefit to our conversation.

So I acknowledge my silence on the matter ...and many other matters for that matter... and wish you a beautiful weekend.

 

Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:

So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

~T.S. Elliot

 

Namaste.