I used to be a TV addict. The set was always on whether I was watching it or not. Most of the time I was watching it though, even if I couldn’t find something I really wanted to watch, I’d find something to settle on and make myself interested. I had a favorite TV show for everyday of the week. There was no need for a TV guide, I was a walking TV guide. It was an issue between Mark and me, especially during football season, when all he wanted was to watch the Eagles play. But on those occasions I didn’t even give up the remote…how could I miss that old rerun of ER?
A couple of years ago, after I took the meditation class and had been doing a lot of reading, I decided to give up my TV junkie ways. I realized that the TV was intruding upon my ability to hear myself. I was filling my life up with noise, chaos, and other people’s stories so that I didn’t have to write and live my own. So I picked the favorites of my favorites, three shows: Desperate Housewives, Brothers and Sisters, and The Office, and the rest I let go (even Grey’s Anatomy). Since then the line up has switched a bit but for the most part the TV stays off in our house.
Daily silence is vital to me now and I’m certain there are ways I could invite more of it into my life. I could probably do away with my Netflix account so that the TV is on even less often and I’d love to wake up before the sun (and my daughters) every morning for yoga and meditation. But until I can encorporate those changes into my life, I will be grateful that I have come so far and found so much in the silence I have embraced.
*I edited this post, taking out my remarks about my trip home to NC. My remarks were misinterpreted and feelings were hurt. I never meant to convey that I did not enjoy my visit with family and friends. It was an amazing visit for both me and my girls. My mother was wonderful and spoiled the heck out of her granddaughters. They loved every minute of it!