Counter-culture and silence
I’ve really tried to appreciate silence this week.
In appreciating silence, I’ve found yet another way to be or seek to be counter-cultural. I was headed up to another floor in our building today and as the door opened in the elevator 3-4 people were standing there with white ear buds connected to some unseen device in their pocket. If you’ve not been living under a rock for the past 5 years, you’ll know that they were connected to the ever ubiquitous iPod. As I thought about it, that device, next to the cell phone has permiated college-culture to the point of saturation. There used to be a time that walking across the quad meant trying to avoid the dive-bombing squirrels and just simply interacting with the place you go to school. The iPod and the cell phone have single-handedly turned passing period into office and entertainment time.
In our need to be ever so more connected, have we missed out on something? As a good friend of mine often says ‘What are we running away from’? Is silence that scary? Does our student culture really know how to rest? Is it a priority? Does entertainment = rest? The majority of people would lean towards that conclusion, but entertainment often provides an escape that don’t solve our problems but creates more.
I there is an increasing opportunity for mind share in this world. As an educator the ubiquity of these devices offers another opportunity to step into a student’s life through a new channel; it should be exploited. As a Christian, it challenges us to become more healthy and fit and to treasure rest more and to use that time to become fully refreshed vs. just being ‘downtime’. As a person, I’m saddened by it because there are times when we need to listen and reflect and by doing so, we’ll be better off for it.
As my hearing continues to deteriorate from long-ago nerve damage I think wistfully of the sounds I know must be going on around me. A hearing aid can’t do much when the nerve won’t carry the signal without jumbling it.
It doesn’t bother me that I can barely hear the electric razor, but I lean in extremely close to hear my son playing the guitar. And I know the sound of the wind in the trees is a more complex sonic palatte than I can hear now.
Not sure it’s silence you want, so much as quiet.