The Hush Before the Symphony

I am so used to always being a go go,

forcing a jig,

staccato rhythms and rock and roll.

But there has come a stillness -

a full rest.

An interval of silence in the composition of my life.

In this pause, the once familiar song is unraveling.

I am no longer in tune with the discord.

Resonating instead in the harmony of my breath,

in the hush before the symphony.

I cannot explain it. No amount of meditation, wine, or bubble baths has ever been able to produce the quality of stillness that has come over me this past week.

The ease in which I can find center. The lack of engagement I have in drama. Things that once seemed so important... so necessary... do not. 

If I had felt this way before it was associated with apathy or depression. Something was wrong and needed to be fixed.

This does not feel like that. There is relief and joy and peace.

I have trolled around my usual blog haunts and have noticed something similar with others. A pause taking place. You are re-centering, re-focusing, re-arranging, re-evaluating and shifting, as well.

And that makes me happy.

Namaste,

C H E Z

Comments

[Julie Jordan Scott]

This morning in the class I am writing I read a section of a poem I wrote that says Hussshhhhh, Hussshhhh, Hussshhhh and I felt the hush descend. It was so sacred, just like you describe here.

Thank you.

[Shannan Sinclair]

Awesome! So much synchronicity!

[krista]

Shannan,
Greetings from the blogosphere...Such a beautiful blog & life perspective...Really have enjoyed reading your posts and viewing you wonderful art.
Resplendent wishes to you~
Krista

[Lynn]

I don't know which I like more - the pages or the poetry. Both are gorgeous. "The hush before the symphony" is very evocative and haunting.

[Ruthie]

Congrats on recentering and being at peace :) And lovely art journal!