Long drawn out periods of time when nothing is said. Quiet time. Peaceful time. Silence is a beautiful thing to sit and listen to. Some think that silence is the emptinesss of sound, the lack of sound, the void, space. Some people fear silence so much that they chatter incessantly to fill the space with sound. But silence is full of things to listen to, things beyond my ten foot perimeter – the rustling of trees, the sound of rain, the bark of a dog – so many tones and ideas form in silence. So much to hear, if I just stop and listen to the silence.