Finding Silence in Noisy Nature

"Finding silence in noisy nature" by Maria Morera Johnson (

Copyright 2017 Maria Morera Johnson. All rights reserved.

I’m blessed with a small kidney-shaped pool in our back yard where I like to escape from my noisy day. It won’t host the epic pool party, but it’s a cool refuge in the dog days of summer after a long day of activities. Retirement from a career of teaching doesn’t mean I’m ready for the rocking chair on the porch.

Well. Maybe I need to find a better metaphor since I do in fact spend a lot of time in a rocking chair on the porch. The point I was going for is that I am still very much active — just not in a 9-to-5 model.

I’ve exchanged faculty meetings for volunteer meetings and teaching classes of students for leading retreats of women. My days, it seems, are as noisy as ever.

Relaxing in the back yard is more than a break — it’s a much-needed mini-retreat to disconnect from all the electronic demands on my time, from text messages, to Skype meetings, to the intrusive notifications from social media. Even the white noise of the air conditioning in the house grates on my nerves.

I’m not escaping sounds as I lie peacefully on my float, gazing at treetops and clouds. My back yard is a living concert, a cacophony of different bird calls, the rustle of leaves in the trees, and the gentle lapping of bay waters on the rocks. It’s noisy, to be sure, but soothing.

In this different noisy place I can find the silence that rests my brain from the busy stimuli. I find rest in God’s beautiful creation, silencing the activity in my brain so I can listen with my heart.

"Finding silence in noisy nature" by Maria Morera Johnson (

Copyright 2017 Maria Morera Johnson. All rights reserved.

Where do you find peace in the midst of your day? In a cozy reading nook? The kitchen table? In the car?

Copyright 2017 Maria Morera Johnson


About Author

Maria Morera Johnson, author of My Badass Book of Saints, Super Girls and Halo, and Our Lady of Charity: How a Cuban Devotion to Mary Helped Me Grow in Faith and Love writes about all the things that she loves. A cradle Catholic, she struggles with living in the world but not being of it, and blogs about those successes and failures, too.


  1. Mine is my hubby’s swivel recliner under the window, that I sneak into when he’s not home. I can watch the birds or the traffic, or just fully recline and stare at the clouds – all from the comfort of inside – ha ha!! **Sometimes I do open the window for fresh air 😀

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