The familiar sounds of the vibrant market rang out all around but the man did not stir. He slept on with an old tarboosh hat resting on his face as the merchant city of Marrakesh burst with life. Pots and pans clanged, women laughed in the corner, and hagglers and merchants engaged in their loud and often animated haggling. Every few seconds a motorcycle would go past with it’s revving engine as men shouted from stall to stall. But still, the man did not stir.
We rest best in familiar environments and funnily, we get accustomed to things which were once strange or quite bothersome! Loud noises bother those who derive energy from the stillness whilst silence can bother those who feed off the bustle around them. It’s whatever you’ve accustomed yourself to so take care of your surroundings, your company, and where you place yourself. It eventually becomes your source of nourishment.
have not heard or read anything from you for ages and loved seeing your blogs everyday…thank you for the reconnection!!x
It’s good to have you back Charlotte 🙂
right now I am listening to Elgar’s Music Makers…..an ordinary man bequeathed with a gift that he knew could only have come from above…hence his religiosity…..sounds……I need….to keep me focused on what is being played universally….harsh sounds make me quiver, which is why i need to have music around me as voices join in chorus’, an aspect of life which many politicians are trying to deny, as people can float and think within a musical environment giving them dancing time for the arts!! focusing on science and the arts creates diversity and its within this diversity the world and humanity will continue to spin in delight…..xx
JazakAllahu khair for the beneficial post:) I benefit a lot from your posts. If you ever visit Toronto, Canada would love to meet you,Insha’Allah!
Jazakillahu khayran 🙂