It’s Friday! Time to link up with Lisa-Jo for five minutes of writing, words on the page, time to think, to share, to put some words out there :). This week’s theme? Is quiet.
I love this point in the day. It’s just past six in the morning, and the house is still. Peeking out of my study window, the picture frame windows of our neighbours are all dark as Leyton slumbers on. The world is at rest, at peace, quiet. The birds in the little tree are asleep, the cats are yet to stir, and the traffic outside seems far away and sporadic, the occasional car difficult to pick out through double glazing and the spaces between. The world seems to be gently stretching and easing itself towards wakefulness.
And in this lovely restive place, I sit to write and think. A simple break from the busy whirl of London, a pause before the frenetic rush of getting to school, crushed and pushed and mushed on the tube, zooming and hurtling, glancing at watches, drinking coffee from my purple sparkly mug. I love this part of the day, these parts of the day when quiet reigns and the noise and hubbub of the city disappears, if only for five minutes.
By nature I’m a chatterbox, but I gain such strength from the quiet times. I often embrace background noise – music, TV, voices in the coffee shop – but sometimes I just love to hit mute on life and enjoy the silence.
Walks on the Heath, no ipod or companion, just path and trees and fields. Those Saturdays when Matthew’s away at the football and I just curl up on the couch to read or write, under a blanket, relaxed and peaceful. The ten or fifteen minute silent work sessions in class, where we all just focus for a moment, and instead of striving to be heard we take the time to listen.