I’ve talked with exactly eight human beings today including two family members, two restaurant servers, one pedicurist, one security guard, one cashier and the guy in my building who has a new domestic Bengal cat. I have no plans to talk with anyone else today.
My Sabbath goal is to talk to no more than ten people every Friday unless I’m working (which I don’t often do on Fridays.)
Quiet is a privilege and a luxury. There are places on the earth where people live in silence as a spiritual practice but most of us live in constant noise: horns, crying, cheering, yelling, talking, shooting, television, radio, barking. As I write this, the only sound I hear is my clothes dryer and it’s a comfort really.
I have a working clothes dryer in my very own apartment and that’s a lot.
This is not a strict No Talking Day (those eight people) but it’s more quiet than I usually get. Myers Briggs Introverts need their silence to re-charge.
I’m re-charging with Jesus today. If Jesus wants to talk, that would be fine.
Image of my neighborhood Bengal.