{"id":1199,"date":"2020-04-10T17:16:00","date_gmt":"2020-04-10T23:16:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/rglongpre.ca\/naturism\/?p=1199"},"modified":"2025-11-12T17:19:43","modified_gmt":"2025-11-12T23:19:43","slug":"the-sound-of-silence","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/rglongpre.ca\/naturism\/the-sound-of-silence\/","title":{"rendered":"The Sound Of Silence"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wp-block-image is-style-rounded\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-large is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"761\" src=\"https:\/\/rglongpre.ca\/naturism\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/2020-04-10-c-1024x761.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1203\" style=\"width:510px;height:auto\" srcset=\"https:\/\/rglongpre.ca\/naturism\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/2020-04-10-c-1024x761.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/rglongpre.ca\/naturism\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/2020-04-10-c-300x223.jpg 300w, https:\/\/rglongpre.ca\/naturism\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/2020-04-10-c-768x571.jpg 768w, https:\/\/rglongpre.ca\/naturism\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/2020-04-10-c-1536x1142.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/rglongpre.ca\/naturism\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/2020-04-10-c.jpg 2035w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n<p>Writing is almost exhausting work at times. Since I am now involved in a number of projects, I find myself needing to just sit back a bit to recoup a bit of energy before moving on to yet another writing task.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Unfortunately, like too many others, I find myself slipping into a trance of silence. Looking out the windows of my home, that silence is magnified with empty streets with only a rare half ton truck causing ripples in the odd puddle. And then, aside from fleeting thoughts blowing through my mind like old leaves blowing down an empty street. I hear my own silence. For too many hours a day, not a sound leaves my mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>There is a problem with this silence. It is at this time that the mind screams in protest and the barriers we have built over a lifetime to hide our shadows, begin to crumble. The silence begins to turn into a cacophony of unvoiced noise. And like others, I turn to social media in hopes of drowning out that deafening silence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>This morning, this video-song appeared,&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/youtu.be\/-VH0l5fuKUc\">The Sounds of Silence<\/a>. In the 1960s and 70s, I played this song as a folk musician. I was a solitary singer in a world that was deafening with life. I stood outside, at least mentally and emotionally. I embraced that silence. It helped me silence the inner voices that wanted me to remember a myriad of abuses of my childhood. The song was therapeutic. I then listened to this song again this morning and discovered a different message, one that was prophetic, one that talked about humanity as a whole, not about me as a point of singularity. And then, I knew that I had to send this song out to you. It is strange beyond measure that this came to me on Good Friday. And that is all I have to say about that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Life is deeper and richer than one could ever imagine. I don\u2019t want to waste whatever days remain to me. I dare to live as authentically as I can, and that includes my writing, my relationships, and not hiding behind clothing pretending to be a clone of what is acceptable. There is no time to waste in embracing one\u2019s self.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Writing is almost exhausting work at times. 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