So the Invisible Children had a campaign of 25 hours of silence for the 25 year war going on in Uganda.I am very proud that they were able to raise $1.5 Million for a protection plan that will help warn areas in danger of the LRA’s attacks. I decided to participate and gave my $25 dollars to a nice girl in high school named Stephanie, and planned to stay silent during the day.
If you couldn’t tell by my last post I’ve been in a weird all-to-familiar-lull that has been giving me the energy of a 70 year-old-woman and the memory of a goldfish.
I remembered the event after checking my email around 9:30 that morning. I work in a call center, so staying silent is hard. I merely kept my silence in between calls and was able to get through most of the day without speaking other than what was required of me.
That day I started listening to more of the stories around me and learned more about my co-workers than I expected to. Throughout the day I started thinking about silence, and how I liked it more than speaking. That may be a result of the season I am currently in, but I really enjoyed it. I tend to be a good listener most days, but yesterday it just seemed different.
It was nice not trying to put on a good mask or find the right words to say. It was a nice break to just be me and let my thoughts flow. People tend to think that I’m cold if I’m not bubbly and talking all the time. That’s why I started talking more in the first place. I think it’s unfortunate that quite people get a bad perception just because they don’t say everything that is on their minds.
Getting back in touch with my quiet side has unexpectedly taught me how exhausting the masquerade is. It might be a reason why my mentality is in the state that it is.
It’s times like these that I would want to reach out to community, but we are only human. We need explanations to help them help us at times. This time there isn’t much to explain, just a feeling that won’t leave. I think silence helps with frustrations like this.
To those who are fighting through a season, like I am. Take the time to embrace silence. When the thoughts start forming then express yourself in whatever way is best for you. If the people of Uganda can continue fighting for peace, I have faith that our psyche’s can as well.