I’ve been to a silent retreat before. It was a weekend. It started on Friday night and lasted until Sunday morning. During that time, we were not to speak at all, only listen to a few speeches and spend the rest of the time reading and/or contemplating and meditating. I thought that it would never end, but it did!
In general, people that I know just don’t believe that I’m an introvert. Well, I’m pretty close to the line, actually. Generally, when I take one of those Myers Briggs tests, end up as an introvert, but kind of by a 55/45 mix. I have no problem meeting strangers, talking (for a limited time), and hanging out (again, for a very limited time). Within about 3 or 4 hours of “exposure”, I’m ready to go back to my cave where it’s nice and quiet.
While I was in Ohio, I enjoyed the peacefulness of the house while my sister and my niece were gone. My niece, Kayla, asked me one day: Are you going to be OK being here all alone. I assured her that I’d be just fine! 🙂 When my sister came home, the phone calls started coming in and the TV went on. I just moved to another room after a short greeting period … one with no phone and a TV that I never used.
On Sunday, I was supposed to go to lunch with a friend of mine, but he wasn’t feeling well, so we rescheduled. I had nothing else planned for that day, so I read, slept a little bit, went for a nice walk, took a few pictures, read some more, exchanged a few texts. I even did a little bit of meditation, 15 minutes or so.
This morning, as I was walking, I realized that I had not spoken a single word yesterday. Not one … and, I was just fine with it! It was an interesting little silent retreat, unintentional though it was.