My daughter has been studying meditation at school. A whole class devoted to not doing things: not talking, not putting one’s hand up, not looking at the blackboard, not looking out the window, not catching each other’s eyes, not laughing, not dropping your ruler, not scrunching up pieces of paper, not smiling, not laughing (again), not commenting on each other’s hair, not scraping your chair, not looking confused, not laughing (again), not doing whatever 30 girls in a class usually get up to when they should be listening to their teacher and learning.
Just quiet music and a story designed to make you fall asleep.
I’ve been doing something similar with the blog. This week it seemed appropriate to be silent, to let things unfold, to allow others to reach conclusions (and take action?), to only communicate when absolutely necessary (and even then, only with the dog – or the Pope? Or Ravi?).
But now it’s red nose day and the dog and I feel that it’s not the time for silence.
Unless it’s sponsored of course?