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.
How gently and lovingly You wake in my heart, where in secret You dwell alone; and in your sweet breathing, filled with good and glory how tenderly You dwell in my heart with love.
~ THE LIVING FLAME OF LOVE by St. John of the Cross