We fill our lives with noise.
Notifications. Voices. Music. Tasks.
Constant movement, constant sound — a buffer from what’s underneath.
But what if you stopped?
What if you embraced the silence
—not as absence—
but as space?
Space for truth to rise.
For memories to whisper.
For your own voice to finally be heard again.
We fear silence because we think it’s empty.
But silence is never empty.
It’s full — of the things we’ve avoided.
And the things we’ve forgotten we need.
Silence isn’t the enemy.
It’s the invitation.
To hear what only stillness can reveal.
What would you hear if everything else went quiet?
