So much living happens in the spaces we don't fill.

We rush through days filled with constant noise

of words, plans and demands

We crave explanations and definitions

the clear articulation of everything

But so much of what matters

unfurls in the quiet.

 

Think of moments just before a storm

the air thick with hushed anticipation

Or the calm after a profound experience

Where words simply crumble and presence

becomes the only language.

 

Life offers these natural pauses

These empty canvases—

The quiet gaze out a window

A walk at dusk

A shared meal with friends where laughter ebbs

A long journey where thoughts simply drift

and comfortable silence takes its place.

 

It is in these unsaid things

Where resilience often builds

and healing begins

It is where we connect beyond the literal

Into the unspoken knowing

and find answers that our souls possess.