During our meditation this morning, as I got to the part in which I asked the kids to become aware of the silence, the world seemed out to sabotage us. Loud trucks rumbled by, jet engines roared endlessly, and it seemed there was no break in the environmental noise.
I was certainly not finding the silence.
When we came out of the meditation, I half-jokingly asked the children if any of them were able to find the silence. Thinking no one would have found it, their answers touched me and almost brought tears to my eyes:
I found it around the bird songs because I’m by the window.
I found it in my breath.
I found silence with the jet.
I felt it in the middle.
I found the silence in the brief moments when the jet passed by.
I heard the silence between the jets.
I found it between the window and the tree outside.
I found it between my breath and the jet.
I found it in my heart.
Then one handed me a tissue and said, “In case you actually cry.”
I love these guys!