What Quiet Sounds Like

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“On soft Spring nights I’ll stand in the yard under the stars – Something good will come out of all things yet – And it will be golden and eternal just like that – There’s no need to say another word.” ~ Jack Kerouac, Big Sur

It’s late at night. Or to be more accurate, early morning. I’ve woken to a change coming through after another hot Spring day that felt more like early Summer. The air has cooled, there’s the scent of rain although none has fallen yet, and the house is quiet.

But not an empty quiet.

The house geckos are clicking and chirping and chattering away.

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The big green tree frogs that live in the downpipes and the back garden are serenading each other with this promise of rain. They are lusty and enthusiastic in their deep bass croaking. It sounds a little like a frog orchestra.

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The sexy male koala we’ve nicknamed Romeo, who has taken up residence in the gums near the cattle yards, is barking and grunting and calling out to all his girlfriends. It’s a loud party in Romeo’s tree tonight.

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The flying foxes have finally found the mulberry tree and are feasting loudly. They sound like crazed pixies with their squeaky protests and shrieks. I doubt they will leave any berries for me.

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The wind chimes are tinkling and sounding their sweet notes, and the dry leaves are rustling and shaking with the windy sighs of the front approaching.

And here now, the gentle thud of a raindrop on the roof. And then another. Slow heavy drops which whip the frogs into a frenzy.

The ground itself sighs and releases the most heavenly aroma; spicy rich earth, dusty grass, dessicated leaves, camphor and hope…

I lie in my quiet bed and revel in the freshness of the moisture in the air. It’s been so dry since Winter – my little farm has become crispy and browned at the edges like an overbaked biscuit. This rain is a blessed relief.

Easing myself out of bed I tread carefully across the creaking floorboards, take a meditation cushion and head out to the veranda. I light a candle, some sandalwood incense and marvel for a minute as microbats flutter and swoop above my head on their way home to roost for the night.

Gladly, I surrender myself to prayer and then to silence.

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Now, my meditation is finished. Still, the softest of rains are falling. The birds are waking, singing, joyful, and the dawn is breaking with a dull silver light. The leaves shine with moisture.

My heart is replete with gratitude, and a sense of comfort at the timing of these gentle showers.  Time now for tea and writing as I ease myself into the day.

Sending all my love to you and my intention that you, also, find peace in your heart today, ♥ Nicole xoxo

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16 thoughts on “What Quiet Sounds Like

  1. I’m so jealous you have a koala that close to you! He’s likely not very charming if he’s in rut but I just love koalas and there aren’t any in my part of the world 🙁

    Your description of your day beginning sounds lovely 🙂

  2. What a beautiful way to start your day…..to frog song and swooping bats! Sounds like my version of paradise. Thank you once more Nicole for the beautiful tapestry that you weave for us.

  3. Ahhh a sunrise symphony.You have a larger orchestra than I. Mine has a big bird section with turkeys, Pheasents and chuckers ,with an occasional hawk . I also have a bovine section playing bass, and some dogs on percussion.

  4. I savour your post every day ,Nicole, and today you have not let me down thank you . I am without a car today and I am SO enjoying it . I’ve walked to my local town for a little shopping , seen lots of thing I don’t normally see and now I’m home I am about to do a little baking , whilst Oscar ‘s big brown eyes watch me from his basket …I have peace in my heart .
    Cherry x

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