- The click click click click of the ceiling fan
- The air-conditioner fighting to cool down the summer-day’s heat
- The swish swish swish of bare feet on carpet
- The faint as a mouse high-pitch squeak of the door opening
- Tap tap tap of each letter I type
- My breathing
- My mind wondering if God’s voice is somewhere down inside me
- The silence – the anticipatory silence of my soul
What do you hear when you really stop to listen?
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one of my favorite things to do is to walk in a public place like the beach or the riverfront and listen to every little sound i can make out. sometimes i’ll even sit in one spot, close my eyes and try to identify as many things as i can without looking. it started out as an exercise to help train my ears to run sound…. but, i like it so much i can’t stop.
i’ve never ever told anyone i do that.
I LOVE this. I think I may get my sound me to do this exercise one day. wow
Stopping now briefly and I hear:
Construction noise from the contractors building more houses on base. I’ve heard this for over 18 months straight. Makes my head hurt. They are literally across the street.
Owen walking down the stairs
Dylan and Aidan talking behind a closed door
the hum of the computer and the mini fridge (for beer of course LOL)
the tv downstairs with Winnie The Pooh on that no one is watching
me clearing my throat a lot b/c of this horrid cold (yuck)
…..not much else b/c the construction overpowers everything else. The only quiet days are Sundays.
oh, and my dog turning in a thousand circles on the fat sak trying to get comfy. That’s also a constant.
“fat sak”
There’s something about that phrase that grosses me out
haha!!! Think of the biggest bean bag you can imagine. It’s huge….. fits me, all three boys, and the dog on it.
That sounds more like a small island.
the crunch of my salad
someone zipping her bag
mouse clicks
people talking on the phone
mmmm. salad
The drone of my PC at work.
Click and tap of my nails striking the keys of my keyboard.
The cycling and execution of paper from a printer.
A faint buzz from fluorescent lights.
The laugh of a friend.
The chirp of TweetDeck.
When I was in college I took a class that we had to shut our eyes and LISTEN to music. Not just hear it. We had to try and hear the many different layers. It was amazing what all is hidden.
You’re right, Prudence. There’s a lot that happens in music that most people don’t really “hear” – it’s there- and it influences us – but we don’t even realize it.