To walk in silence is to be stripped of the certainty that we have the answer to anything. All that is certain in silence is that if we seek we are sought. If we find, we are found. Silence is a mute to our calculated trumpetings of self. It extends not just to the sound of our voices but also to the language of our bodies which we choose to speak for us in hopes of some recognition. In the lack of silence what is sought is attention, affirmation and praise. In silence what is sought is depth, discovery and the disposition of being sought. Some might disagree but I cannot see how silence and contemplation can be separated.
Silence draws us inward to plumb the depths of spiritual mysteries whose realities taunt us. It brings us to the honest admission that we can’t know completely what we seek, but we can know more, It makes us aware of the littleness of our self-promoting egos and it helps us realize the charismatic immensity of God’s love. Before we can open ourselves we must be silent. Before we can let go we must be silent.
In the words and actions that come from us also come false certainties and confidences in our own abilities. But in silence and stillness all such certainties and confidences are eroded and our warts are exposed. Such truth may be painful and intimidating but it is also liberating.
In silence and stillness the pressures of the moment, or of a particular situation in which not only others but we ourselves nurture certain expectations, evaporate. In silence and stillness we come closer to being who we really are. It is the environment of honesty and truth.