Quiet and reflection is part of my spirituality and faith; it’s part of my practice.
Quiet worship initially drew me towards Quakerism, or the Society of Friends, since I liked the concept of perpetual seeking: seeking knowledge, largely in silence, and each person working out their own truths and wisdom as inspired by the divine. I still enjoy that quiet seeking, though not in uncomfortable (for me!) group situations.
I enjoy solitude: solitary walks, quiet communing with nature (sitting quietly and relishing being outdoors; listening to birds and insects; staying silent. I’m learning to draw times of quiet reflection into busy or noisy environments by quietly practising Ogham, drawing a Wheel of the Year, or simply contemplating.
Quiet, for me, is not about simply learning not to speak. It’s about learning to listen, and to really try to expand my own awareness of my surroundings and of all my surroundings. It’s the predominant way I draw spirituality into my everyday life, since I’m not – yet – one for rituals or group worship. I’m fortunate enough to work in a job where I frequently get to wander the grounds of a medieval castle on my own. I walk, I listen, and I seek the divine in the quiet.