I visited a hospice patient last week who is slowly detaching from this life. I know from my end-of-life doula training that this is normal. As they get closer to death, people often turn inward, eating less, talking less, seeming less engaged with the world outside themselves. I see this happening with Margaret.
When I arrived at her apartment, she was sitting at the table, staring down a plate of scrambled eggs. Her head hung. There was a fork in one hand, but that hand rested on the table and the fork dangled a bit precariously.
“Mom doesn’t want to eat,” Margaret’s daughter told me. I have assured the daughter on previous visits that it’s normal for people to lose their appetites and that if Margaret doesn’t want to eat, it’s ok. But the daughter would really like her mother to eat.
I asked Margaret if she was hungry.
“No,” she said quietly, not making eye contact. “I’m having . . . a bad day,” she said slowly, still not making eye contact.
“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked.
“No,” she said. Despite having said she wasn’t hungry, she started tentatively eating the eggs. While she ate, we sat in silence. Each bite seemed to take her full concentration and I didn’t want to break it. When she finished eating, I helped her to her recliner, where she dozed. My entire visit passed in near silence. It was peaceful and when I left, Margaret’s daughter commented that her mother was less agitated than she had been earlier.
I’ve always loved silence, but for most of my life, I tried to avoid it unless I was alone. Unless the person next to me was a stranger or we were watching a movie, I felt compelled to fill the silence with conversation. Unless I was alone, silence felt awkward to me. I think many of us are socialized this way.
At work, I’ve championed silence. In the writing center I direct, I teach tutors to allow silence in their sessions to give their clients time and space to reflect. I set a timer for ten seconds and we sit silently for the full ten seconds. It’s hard. We are not used to ten full seconds of silence.
When I teach, I allow at least ten full seconds of silence to pass after I ask a question. My students sometimes comment on how uncomfortable the silences in my classes are. But more often, students thank me for providing the silences, saying those moments are productive for them.
Since my husband’s stroke, I’ve been allowing more silence into my conversations. My husband needed the processing time, and I’m finding that it’s not just folks who’ve had strokes who benefit from that time.
Being with someone in silence is a great way to hold space. Filling the silence with insignificant chatter does not invite authenticity or vulnerability.
If you’re not used to being silent with someone else, it may take practice before it feels configurable to you. That’s ok. I’ve been practicing for years and still succumb to the pressure to fill the silence sometimes.
If you want to get more comfortable with silence, here are some strategies to try:
- Practice counting seconds in your head after someone speaks and before you speak. Notice how many seconds (if any) typically pass in silence between you and the other person. Aim to extend it by one second. It may take many days or weeks of practicing this before you’re ready to extend it by another second, but that will eventually happen. Then add another second. You will notice your conversations stretching out, like a cat settling into a sunny spot. You will feel calmer. You will be listening better, thinking less about what you’ll say next.
- When the silence begins, take a deep breath. Use the breath to buy yourself a few seconds, but also to ground yourself in the present moment. I do this when I’m teaching. After I ask a question of the class, I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Then I start counting in my head to ten. I don’t allow myself to speak until I’ve gotten to ten.
- Remember that silence is communication. It communicates patience, leisureliness, respect, attentiveness. It can de-escalate tension. In fact, silence has been key in helping me cope with tension and conflict without getting defensive. Recently, when I’ve been in situations that could escalate into an argument, I’ve taken a deep breath and made myself count to ten before responding. Interestingly, my responses in these situations tend to take the form of questions rather than defensive statements. I ask for more information instead of telling the other person they are wrong.
Others may not like the silence and that’s ok. They may not be used to it. They may be like the students in my classes who complain that the silence is awkward. Perhaps it is. But for me, allowing space for authenticity and vulnerability is more important than avoiding awkwardness.
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