silence & space

Surrounded by silence and space, both in my mind and in my physical body. I feel this instinct to avoid the silence at all costs. I'll draw while I watch a movie, crochet while I talk to my friends, eat while I am doing work, put on background noise as I meditate. There's something mysterious and terrifying in the silent space that surrounds me. It feels as if the silence holds the power to bring to light anything and everything, and when I distract myself, I take the power back. But what if the silence and the space aren't as scary as I feel they are? What if beauty and pain and growth can coexist in this spacious silence? What if being alone with my mind and body could heal rather than destroy?