Every Human develops their own language – the kind we speak to ourselves, to connect with the truest things about our lives.
This language emerges only in degree with our willingness to enter into solitude and silence. Fyodor Dostoevsky referred to how people need to find themselves in themselves.
When we avoid this solitude (and the silence within it), we struggle to fully identify with and/or comprehend what our lives are saying to us.
There is the silence and then there is the language. If there is language before the silence there is the strong possibility this is someone else’s language, second-hand, potentially burying our own.
We think of silence as being empty – and some silences are – but there is a silence which lies at the centre of our lives which is full to overflowing.
When we think of this silence as an emptiness, we are tempted to fill it with comforting, though ultimately, unsatisfying things.
When we hear and live the language emerging from this inner silence, we’re more able to join with others in the deep conversations our world hopes for – because we learn the language the silence is speaking to us.