Fluent in Silence!
As the year fades, I embrace the quiet, finding meaning in stillness amidst the world’s unrelenting noise.
Dear all,
Happy new month and welcome to December — the final stretch of the year. It’s hard to believe we’ve come this far, isn’t it? But as the calendar flips its last pages, I must admit something: my energy for the year has all but fizzled out.
The fire I started 2024 with now feels like the faintest flicker, barely enough to light the way.
In this final month, I find myself retreating into a silence that feels both comforting and isolating. Amidst the noise of the world — the endless screams for attention, the rush of accomplishments, and the ceaseless hum of activity — I’ve confined myself to my own quiet corner. It’s as if the world continues at its chaotic pace, and I’ve stepped out, watching it all from a distance.
Perhaps you know this feeling too. The feeling of carrying an invisible load, of being present but unseen, of trying to muster the strength to scream but choosing, instead, to sit with your silence. And if you do, I hope you know you’re not alone.
This silence, as lonely as it feels, is not a weakness. It’s not an escape or a failure to engage with the world. It’s a language of its own — a way of processing, healing, and being. I am slowly learning that sitting with myself in the quiet, as uncomfortable as it may be, is where I’ve found the most truth.
I want to believe that this silence isn’t permanent. That there will come a time when my voice will rise again — not to compete with the world’s noise, but to add to it in a meaningful way. And until that time comes, I’ll remain here, breathing deeply and letting the silence teach me what it must.
So, as we step into this final month, I ask for grace — not just for me but for anyone else out there who feels this same tiredness, this same stillness. And if you, too, are fluent in silence, perhaps you can sit with me. Let’s share the quiet together.
With all the love I can muster,
Mustapha
