I can recall when I was a little girl that after arriving home, my mom would unlock the front door, set her bags down, and even before changing attire, she would immediatly turn the television on. Before you could adjust to hearing any house creaks or sounds of wind drafts, the environment would be flooded with the background noise of the evening news or audience laughter from mom's favorite sitcom. It was the same while riding in the car, was it necessary that we always had the records spinning or music playing? One year when our lights were turned off for over 5 months, I learned the absolute beauty of silence. Sometimes, I 'll tell my baes, "do you hear that? Shhh... listen... don't speak..., now... Isn't that a beautiful sound." Today I intentionally make sure that I have completely settled in when I arrive home; while driving, I may take that particular opportunity to pray. There are days that the television does not even turn on at all, and I allow my mind to filter out, and to think whatever thoughts it wants to think, why, you may say?, because technology is created for me and not me for technology.
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