Can You Hold?
by Jennifer Phillips
 The other day while on hold with
Bell Atlantic, the male voice on the other end of the line said in a deep and
commanding voice, "Please hold during the silence while I check the
line."
Silence... what silence? You mean
dead air? You mean I can't talk...? That's exactly what the telephone attendant
meant. For the next thirty seconds, I was to obediently hold a phone to my ear
with a dead line. In the radio world a dead line is called "dead air".
As a radio talk show host, dead air
is a big no no and creates all kinds of chaos. Silence over the air typically
means the host gives a "deer caught in the head lights" look and the
technical operator and even the news guy can be found gasping and craning necks
in tipped chairs to see what's doing in the studio as the station manager comes
storming down the hall. Not a pretty sight.
Silence is not particularly my
thing. I remember, many years ago, when my even more effusive than I closest and
dearest friend from Florida shared with me that she was attending an eight day
"silent retreat" in Grand Coteau, Louisana -- just the thought put me
in a twitter.
These many years later, spending
mute moments at a monastery still isn't exactly enticing. Yet, now that I'm in
my fifth decade, I'm beginning to appreciate at least a measure of silence. How
else can we find solace in a spinning world?
We can all appreciate quiet in a
movie theatre, at a concert, during church, or during the night when we are
trying to sleep... that is if the songbirds don't start singing in the wee hours
of the morning.
But, when was the last time you
actually allowed the sounds of silence to permeate your environment? Amazingly,
the world doesn't even seem to notice or care when our souls cry for silence.
It sounds so simple to just say
"stop" to the rush and business that assaults all our lives. But, it
isn't simple? and maybe we are even mildly afraid of what we might learn
during still moments. Or, we are not quite ready to face the truths and
revelations that might surface during soundlessness if we can wait long enough
to win over our impatience to life's rumble to begin again.
In our fast-paced world, it seems
inconvenient to add even sporadic slices of silence to our lives. It may take a
little planning, a dose of discipline, and perhaps even a silent retreat in a
serene setting in the south. But, if a sanguine radio talk show host can learn
to handle dead air, remain on hold while the line is tested, and thrive through
surrendering to trickles of tranquility -- then anyone can turn off the noise
and be stirred by the sounds of silence.
Perhaps it's your turn to try?
Recommended book:
Listening Below the Noise: A Meditation on the Practice of Silence
by Anne D. Leclaire.
When Anne D. LeClaire decided to turn an ordinary Monday into a day
of silence, she viewed her experiment as a one-time occurrence. Little
did she realize she had begun an inner voyage that would transform her
life. In the seventeen years since, LeClaire has practiced
total silence on the first and third Monday of each month. With clarity and humor, Anne LeClaire
reveals how silence has brought joy to her life and helped her foster
new connections with nature, with others, and with herself.
For more info or to order this book.
About The
Author
Jennifer
Phillips is an author, columnist, speaker, Radio/TV personality. In
1979, her life changed dramatically when she became a victim of a
violent crime. This trauma sparked a journey of self-discovery and led
to writing her story in Nice Girls Don't Get Raped.
Subsequent radio and TV interviews eventually led to her own radio talk show
in New York State, and writing a monthly column, A Slice of Life.
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