Billie Holiday Gets It.
Jul 8
1 min read
How has finding and allowing silence worked in my life?
*Cue*
Life is full of beautiful solitary memories.
Moments lying on the forest floor staring up at the trees, engulfed in silence.
Silence in the sunrises and sunsets observed alone from a rooftop or windowsill somewhere 5,000 miles away from anything familiar.
The silence of the birds before dawn,
The silence between eyes in conversation.
The gentle, quiet understanding between me and the doe dipping to drink a few paces away.
The peaceful and beautiful freedom
— of jazz
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