So what’s my answer? I love silence. Crave it. Need it. Can’t live without it. I very quickly get fed up with too much noise. The best thing about this last weekend was dog sitting for my friend who was out of town. It gave me an excuse to go sit in an empty house with a puppy for company. I find silence comforting. And I’m much more creative in the quiet. I produce more work without distraction.
But more than that, silence facilitates creating space for me to check in with myself. I can find myself so much easier without the constant attention seeking from all the activity that surrounds me much of the time.
I have an old run-in shed in my pasture. Now that we no longer have horses on our property I’m considering converting the shed into quiet space. It will require moving the structure, putting in a floor, painting, putting in windows and a door. All stuff we have around here already. We inherited a lot of STUFF when we bought this house. I can see the transformation in my head. It’s a nice size shed, there will easily be room for a desk and a reclining chair and probably a bed if I want to hide out over night.
Converting the shed has become kind of an obsession. It started out with this idea:
I’ll have to take a picture of my shed, but it looks something like this:
It’s going to take some imagination to make it into a thing a beauty, a place to embrace silence. But I think it can be done.