There are still places you can get to relatively easily where civilization's din fades away. Spend a day walking the downtown streets of almost any city, and odds are you’ve just gone over the government’s safety recommendations for exposure to noise. Everywhere, we're blasted by sound — traffic, construction, passing radios, TVs blaring and the constant ring of cell phones. And none of it is quite enough to drown out the sound of airplanes passing overhead.
What we need is not a complete absence of sound, but to be in places that sound the way the world did before iPods and leaf blowers were invented. But quiet is still out there, ready to be found. Around the world remain places—quite accessible places—where the constant din of civilization simply drops away. In viewing this beautiful image streaming down the mountainside, I felt the stillness, and beauty as the moonlight fell through the tress. Again as everything in nature is ephemeal and non lasting, it brings the thought of our impermanence in this life. It was not long before the light changed and was gone, and a new presence began to work in the next moment ever reminding me things never stay as they are. And in this new presence is the beauty and sadness of life. All love and hope resides in stillness, all we need to do is be quiet enough to hear.
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