Un recent days, as I continue to struggle with fading vision, I have found a new form of entertainment. I have discovered quiet. Basically, it is just that, turning off Tv, music, everything I can, and listening.
The first thing you notice is that there is really very little silence. The World is gilled with little sounds. Animals call and cry, pace and flutter and call to fellow critters. There is always the rumble and roar of various machines and sounds of the neighbors hurrying about. They are doing construction nearby and here and there I hear the dull thud of stump blasting.
Listening to all of these sounds, blending together is nice, sort of an improvised concerto for man, machine and animals, in harmony with the rush of wind and rain rustling the plants, topped of with blasts of thunder makes for as pleasant a concert as I gave heard in years.
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Thursday, August 31, 2017
Tuesday, February 7, 2017
Listen to Your World
I love music. To me, it is the highest art form. In books, the artist works with words. Painters and sculptures work with solid materials. The musician works with the vibrations of air. Just think, they work with a totally intangible medium and produce works of great beauty.
Nature is musical. Next time you have time to spare, listen to your surroundings. Indoors, you might hear the hum of various appliances the rustling of papers, the mixing of foods and drinks, snatches of music and TV, the sounds of family and pets, maybe even sounds seeping in from outside.
All of that is wonderful, but nothing compared to what is outside your door. It is like the difference between good pop music and grand symphony. Outdoors, you hear birds and trees and insects, each doing their thing and creating wonderful sounds. On some days, they are joined by wind and rain and, on exceptional days, the booming of thunder, in many permutations, joins in. Blended in, if you live in towns and cities, you have the rumble of traffic, punctuated by horn honks and tire squeals. Toss in the sounds of, calling greetings, shouting questions and answers, sometimes yelling ad cursing in anger. often topped off with the great sounds of the machinery of human industry.
Looked at one way, all of that is just random noise, an almost overwhelming cacophony. But, if you relax and let it come to you, you will begin to notice rhythms and harmonies constantly changing and always surprising. A beauty is seen, albeit a strange beauty, but beauty none the less.
Nature is musical. Next time you have time to spare, listen to your surroundings. Indoors, you might hear the hum of various appliances the rustling of papers, the mixing of foods and drinks, snatches of music and TV, the sounds of family and pets, maybe even sounds seeping in from outside.
All of that is wonderful, but nothing compared to what is outside your door. It is like the difference between good pop music and grand symphony. Outdoors, you hear birds and trees and insects, each doing their thing and creating wonderful sounds. On some days, they are joined by wind and rain and, on exceptional days, the booming of thunder, in many permutations, joins in. Blended in, if you live in towns and cities, you have the rumble of traffic, punctuated by horn honks and tire squeals. Toss in the sounds of, calling greetings, shouting questions and answers, sometimes yelling ad cursing in anger. often topped off with the great sounds of the machinery of human industry.
Looked at one way, all of that is just random noise, an almost overwhelming cacophony. But, if you relax and let it come to you, you will begin to notice rhythms and harmonies constantly changing and always surprising. A beauty is seen, albeit a strange beauty, but beauty none the less.
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