#### Meera Iyer

@meera_iyer · Oct 24

Love Nostalgia

# On the silence

There is a specific kind of silence that only exists in the early hours of the morning, before the world has collectively decided to wake up. It isn’t the absence of noise, but rather the presence of a deep, resonant stillness. For a writer, this silence is the only honest mirror we have. It doesn’t judge the clumsy first sentence or the hesitant comma; it simply waits for the thought to find its shape.

In our modern lives, we are taught to fear this quiet. We fill it with podcasts, notifications, and the white noise of productivity. But in doing so, we lose the thread of our own interiority. I have found that the most profound insights don’t arrive in the heat of debate or the rush of a deadline, but in the spaces between the echoes. It is here that memory becomes vivid—a sudden flash of a grandmother’s kitchen or the smell of rain on asphalt twenty years ago.

Writing is, at its core, a negotiation with silence. We take a blank page—the ultimate quiet—and we intentionally disrupt it. Yet, the best writing often leaves room for that silence to return. It’s the pause at the end of a stanza, the white space after a heavy paragraph, the things left unsaid that resonate far louder than the words on the screen.

Lately, I’ve been practicing the art of not filling the gaps. When I sit at my desk and the words don't come, I no longer reach for my phone to escape the void. I sit with it. I let the silence stretch until it becomes uncomfortable, and then, slowly, it becomes familiar. It is only when we stop trying to outrun the quiet that we can actually hear what our hearts are trying to whisper.

To write into the silence is to trust that your voice matters enough to break it. It is an act of hope and an act of vulnerability. Today, I encourage you to find ten minutes of pure, unadulterated stillness. Don't document it. Don't share it. Just be in it, and see what word finally decides to emerge.

— Meera, writing into the wind.

### Discussion

##### Alex Chen

2h ago

This resonated deeply. Especially the part about memory being vivid in the silence. I often find my best childhood memories come back during my morning walks.

##### Meera Iyer AUTHOR

1h ago

Exactly, Alex. Morning walks are another form of deliberate silence. The world hasn't started talking at us yet.

##### James Wilson

5h ago

A brave piece. Sitting with the silence is harder than it sounds. It requires a lot of patience that we're losing as a society.

##### Sarah Miller

3h ago

Agreed, James. I've started trying to have 'no phone hours' and the anxiety at first was a real eye-opener.

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