Thursday, February 20, 2014

Silence....

The letter discovered at the end of the episode is an excerpt from 
"West with the Night" by Beryl Markham. The letter states.....
 "Dear Rosie - You're an old soul trapped in a young body. 
Go beyond the limits of what you know even if you're afraid. 
Try everything, feel everything, if only once. 
This passage made me think of you today." -
" There are all kinds of SILENCES and each of them means a different thing.
There is the silence that comes with the morning in a forest,
and this is different from the silence of a sleeping city.
There is the silence after a rainstorm and before a rainstorm,
and these are not the same.
There is the silence of emptiness, the silence of fear, the silence of doubt.
There is a certain silence that emanates from a lifeless object,
as from a chair lately used, or from a piano with old dust upon its keys,
or from anything that has answered to the need of man,
for pleasure or for work.
This kind of silence can speak.
Its voice may be melancholy, but it is not always so;
for the chair may have been left by a laughing child,
or the last notes of the piano may have been raucous and gay.
Whatever the mood or the circumstance, the essence of its quality
may linger in the silence it follows. It is a soundless echo."
- Markham, West With The Night
SaucyKod

8 comments:

DJan said...

I loved that book and read it twice. Thank you for reminding me of it, Saucy. :-)

biebkriebels said...

Nice text Lilly, like the photos too.

Red said...

You have some excellent photos to go along with Markham's thoughtful and spiritual piece.

Anonymous said...

Lilly...I share your keen recognition and appreciation of the many flavours of silence...this has reminded me of the profound sound of silence experienced at the cottage at xmas....the ground was blanketed with snow and the full moon illuminated the whiteness of the snow and the bay...I turned off the cottage lights and stood out on the porch...the silence was deafening...it was such a spiritual experience...there wasn't a more magical place in the world...I was home! Thank you for including that photo of my bay...and the memory of our adventure on the beach...

Gail said...

How very wonderful.

I love the silence of many things.

Right now I am being serenaded through the walls by Andrew playing some Stevie Ray Vaughn. No silence in that but there is much joy and pride when I hear him play.

Petra said...

Lilly, I've always been an old soul trapped in a young body and going beyond my limits has been my life's challenge. It's impressive to read that in the quote. :)

The quote also makes me want to know more about the book, the words describing different kinds of silence are so true. Silence has many shades and tints.

Francesca Edesia said...

I didn't know about this book, it sounds interesting. Nice pictures, they give a sense of peace and tranquillity.

Friko said...

I love silence when it is natural and unthreatening.
The silence between two people who are friends, the silence of a landscape, the silence of a deep night.

Wonderful.