The beauty of peace and quiet

Posted by in Meditation, Outdoors, Photography, Travel

Have you ever had that feeling, when you’re out and about, and you want to just go stand somewhere? To just be. To just enjoy the quiet around you? To listen to the rustling of the leaves, listen to the silence?
I have that frequently. On one occasion when I did, something quite surprising happened.

It was a cold and crisp morning when I was out and about with a Friend. The idea was to shoot the sunrise over the Rocky Mountains, but it turned out so misty that we couldn’t even see the Rocky Mountains, let alone the sunrise.
We ventured out elsewhere. Started off on a hike into the forest, when my Friend went one way and I ventured out further into a field nearby.
I walked out about half a mile, until just before the tree line. There I stood, at the treeline, for about half an hour. Quiet. Listening. Listening to the occasional sound of bellowing elk. The sound of the leaves in the trees, crackling like they do when they’re half froze but still won’t give up the effort to move in the wind. But mostly… the sound of silence. It’s beautiful. It’s peaceful. It’s meditative. It makes you forget where you are. Sometimes even who you are. The beauty with these kinds of situations is, that even though it’s completely silent for awhile, you know for sure that you’re not alone. But if you stay put, and don’t move (or when you do or have to, do it really, really slowly), you may be surprised to find yourself in some really cool company.

It was special. It was some distance away, but still, relatively close… such an elegant male, with a rack like that, just nonchalantly strolling along the bushes. And looking at me… This is the situation where you get goosebumps all over. But not because it’s cold. This is “being part of your environment”.
This is a reward for enjoying a moment of silence with yourself.