Speaking with the Silence...

I am a super talkative person. I was born like that. At first my "words" were constant crying. Day and Night. My poor mama didn't know what it meant to sleep in silence during the first two years of my life journey...:D  My mom says I started to speak without any stops at the age of one -  straight away after I regained my consciousness after the surgery...Since that time my favourite activity  is talking people's heads off...:D Okay, I am not so cruel. I prefer to dive in this world of words with people around.  I like doing tongue exercises. Maybe my tongue flexibility makes up for my body challenges. :) I really feel that communication is one of the greatest gifts we have. 

Sometimes I am like a storm. Be aware of such a danger, please. :P Sometimes I'm in  a cloudy mood. I try hard to keep my "sky" clear and bright but I often fail. Or maybe I can also describe it as “A Great Fall from the Cloud Nine”… Especially when I have an endless mountain of work...I am a lazy climber. :) So, my first reaction is silence. Believe me, it's much better than showing you Daria hurricane...:D

Today I am feeling sunny despite the fact that our sky's blanket was so blue dark. I spent a quiet day. I enjoyed a lively fresh portion of air outside on my way to church this cloudy morning. It was funny to see how November tried to tweak my nose.

After I came home and enjoyed some brunch, I went...Guess where? ;) Aha, you won't guess. I believe most of you consider this "our clever Daria went to translate, teach, speak with someone on skype"...etc)...But your hard-working chatter-box friend went to the greatest place in my house - my sweet friend who sees my fresh happiness and exhausted sorrows - my lovely bed! I just fell asleep, cuddling my favourite colourful blanket (kindly presented by parents of my great friend.) I bet I travelled in a world of dreams. But I don't really remember where exactly. I was woken up by the greatest sound ever...the purring of our neighbour's snow white kitty my mom had brought into my bed...:D I was almost ready to start my "storm" but this "purring" melody blew all my heavy clouds away.

This evening I enjoyed my minutes of Silence. I was speaking with it. I didn't have to be a brave girl. I didn't have to say a word. Silence could understand me without any sounds. I cannot really describe it. All I can say is - these moments of silent conversations make me happier. It's like when you come and sit on your dad's knees as a child. You may be hurt, you may feel the greatest pain ever...but your dad's arms hugging you make you forget all your troubles. So, I feel like a little silly kid when I speak with the Silence. I feel how this Silence cares for me. I am forever grateful for these precious minutes of Silence and me. Silence and my World.