This morning, I meditated. When I do so, I try to clear my mind of words and listen to the sounds around me. It can be a challenge (I started composing this entry as I tried to meditate) but it's an interesting exercise. And I have moments where I feel like I am simply experiencing, without judgment.
In getting my mind closer for a little while to a wordless state, I think I may become more child-like. I don't apply labels to every sound. Usually we have labels for everything. I can't look at a flower and simply enjoy it. It's a blue rock phlox that is ideally planted in a rock garden. We know so much information. We have so many details attached to everything. It is nice to clear that out sometimes.
As vitally important as words our to our communication and lives, I find it interesting to consider what it would be like to live without them for a while. Where would our impressions, our pure thoughts lead us when we go with our wordless experiences? It is not just a matter of silence between people, it is an absence of words in our minds.
Our minds are amazing. They're also very full. I think a little bit of decluttering now and then of the mind can help us find our way and help us find its beauty.