Sleep and Silence


With the inclement weather in New York City the other day, Catholic New York closed because traveling around would have been dangerous.  Like a child receiving a snow day for school closings, I embraced the day with excitement and joy. 


However, how I spent the day was vastly different with how I would have as a child.  A snow day in my youth would mean building snowmen, having snowball fights, and tobogganing down the hills of Yonkers.  Yesterday, I did none of those things.  In fact, I didn’t even leave the house.  Instead, I rarely left my bed. 


For the past two weeks I have been fighting a case of bronchitis and I think my body needed the time to rest and recuperate.  I spent the day in near silence with little communication, sending out only a few text messages to friends.  By the end of the day, I felt much better mentally and physically. 


I think that sometimes silence is undervalued—that is what I learned from my experiences yesterday.  Just like our body sometimes needs time to rest, our brains sometimes need perfect silence.  I’d like to say that in the silence I found myself praying more than usual but I didn’t—at least not this time.  But now that my body is rested, my heart and soul crave the same stillness and silence.  This weekend, I hope to find time for just that. 


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