Silence after Katrina

Posted on | September 7, 2005 | No Comments

I haven’t really said much lately.

I have been listening to the swirl of voices from around me and within me. Some say much, but many say nothing. Why add to the trumpet blare and whispered rumors?

Speaking would somehow make my anger and fear and despair both more real and less so. Heated words and raised voices batter me about like so much hot air.

I really don’t want to speak. People have enough to deal with their own pain and sadness without having to listen to mine as well. At least, that is how I feel sometimes listening to them.

So many open their mouths without listening to their hearts and gathering their wills. So much energy is wasted in the flapping of lips and tongue. Words uncontained are flighty birds gone and easily forgotten.

I want to hold my feelings about the disaster down South close to my heart, to be transformed and tempered into consciousness and action that stays, stands, and acts with intent.

To know, to will, to dare, and to keep silent.

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