We are all joined in the holiness of the mind that God created. I therefore never consider myself one in the silence. I'm 88 and live alone in a four room house surrounded by open space. I have no TV and have always luxuriated in silence. The exterior silence is here. The interior silence is a work in progress.
God longs for God
and uses us,
rises in us ...
becomes in us.
Let us rise simply.
a quiet dough.