Inspired by this post.
I was raised Episcopalian and for a while was Quaker. (There's no telling where your feet will take you.) Learning to sit in silence in Quaker Meeting was an adventure. Finding a place inside my head what wasn't afraid of the silence and where that silence was/is restful was an amazing thing.
I think that silence is a learned skill. We are taught from childhood that "reticence/quiet/self-sufficiency" is antisocial and that isn't acceptable. This is a thing that has to be unlearned. (Well, it doesn't HAVE To be, but if you want comfort with silence it's gonna have to happen.)
When we are born, we have no idea of "other" and then there that which makes our body happy. Fed, dry, warm, whatever. And in order to live in that place of Other, we learn the ways of "the world", turning away from what is innate and toward what is learned.
Wearing the body means we have to learn to tend to it and that gets very, very complicated. And is a VERY strong habit.
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