Listening again to the still small voice

When we are still, what do we hear?

Like listening for the sea in a seashell, are there sounds that remind us of elsewhere? Or another time?

Recently, I’ve watched several videos of conversations early in the pandemic.

Encountering this new world, perspectives on life and relationships were shifting. People were listening at a deeper level.

I wonder what we’ve allowed to be drowned out in our return to ‘normality’.

And how can we hear it again?