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"Our Noise Lives With Us" © Rolly A. Chabot
Awesome news a Chinnok is passing through, and we are melting a little. The winter started early here. According to Environment Canada we have already broken some records this year for cold and snowfall. For those who may not understand the term Chinnok here is a link to explain it... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinook_wind, Interesting phenomena we see happen often, giving us a welcome break from winter.
Welcome as always to the sound of my hunting and pecking sounds at the keyboard. It is the way I type so no laughing, two fingers and a thumb, and I can tap out 20 words a minute on a good day. But welcome to my home, in the quiet hours of the morning with the fireplace shimmering. It is good to have you stop and say hello and rest awhile from the busy pace of life.
Hopefully you take some peace away with you and leave a little behind. Please enjoy your visit and above all know that you are dearly loved.
Have you Heard
How many of us can actually say we have heard the true and pure sound of complete silence. It os something I have found myself seeking more and more lately. It is a place where when we hear a sound we become alert, in tune with the world around us.
This picture even has the sound of complete silence. It was taken at 2 in the morning. A magical time, a time we called darkness. Just as the sun was setting it would reappear again. It happens in a place called the land of the Midnight Sun in the far north of Canada. Even here there is noise of sorts but a peaceful noise. Off in the far distance the sound of a Loon calling out, a mournful sound, you wait and anticipate an answer from the far end of the lake, and it comes.
You hear the buzz of mosquitoes and black flies who swarm in search of a victim. The cry of wolves across the valley, a splash of a fish, the sound of water running down the long nose of the moose who is feeding in the shallows nearby. The sound of the shutter of the camera as it took this picture.
On a cold winter night standing outside in the pitch black watching the Northern Lights as they dance across the sky. Did you know they make a sound as the swish to and fro? On those nights at 40 plus below the make a sound similar to tinkling glass as they travel. You are held in awe at the sound. Once experienced it is something which will stay with you for years.
All sounds you have tuned in and yet they are silent sounds in comparison to what we have around us today. Here in this picture the closet road was 7 miles away, from there it is nothing but a bush road, crossing many small creeks and having to use a winch to get there. No other person, other than the camera operator for miles, just you and your thoughts, thoughts of peace and quiet... Silence.
It is with us, no matter where we go. Just sit here for a few minutes and you find it, keyboard sounds, soft instrumental music playing on my iPad, three large tropical fish tanks running, the fireplace, the small boiler running in the furnace room heating the in floor heat of the house and double garage. It is inescapable. This is the kind of noise we call white noise. Noise we have become used too.
I have this handy little device on my iPad for measuring sound. Noise is measured in Decibels, and this lists several levels and the dangers to extended exposure.
You would be amazed at the levels of noise we expose ourselves to daily, and we only write it off as acceptable. I sat in a waiting room the other day listening for silence, and it could not be found. The young fellow three chairs down from me foot tapping and other forms of body movement as he listened to his music through his earbuds. It could be heard by most people in the room. The young lady filing her fingernails and snapping her gum caught up in her own world. The shrieking child who ran and screamed while the mother sat and talked to her friend on the cell phone. The well dressed business lady texting, the volume high and making an audible sound with each letter. The young man parked outside i his truck that had a sound system worth twice the value of the truck. He shared his music with everyone for a few blocks in either direction. Then the general noise of the staff, receptionist on the phone attempting to talk above the noise around her. Did you know that Mrs. Mary Jones, now has a bladder infection, and will be taking a stronger antibiotic. Then of course the mood music coming from the speakers. Not music of my choice, but it was there.
Out of curiosity I turned my iPad on and was amazed at what it was reading. 90-93 decibels constantly. According to the charts above we are not to be exposed to that level for more than a few hours
Cher an Icon
I had the opportunity to attend one of her many performances, she is an amazing artist, dynamic and so full of life and energy. I think she has a way with connecting with people in a unique way through her music.
The concert was held in a huge stadium in Calgary called the Saddle Dome. It seats 20,000. The night of the concert the air was electric, and the sound of the people filled the area. It was not until the music started and Cher was lowered from the rafters did the place ignite. It stayed on fire for the next three hours.
The sound levels were close to sickening as the effects of the amplification went right through you to a point of feeling it in the chest. People were complaining days after. I love Cher and all, but I would need to ask myself what does this do to our inner being, our emotional and mental state.
If what we call average sound in our daily life is something we have become accustomed with is it any wonder when we get out into nature and stand in the quiet of the night, we ask the question...
"What is that sound?
I have been very blessed over the years to have been a part of total and complete silence in a place where a man can actually hear himself think.
Take the time to study the noise around you and maybe question what levels you are subjecting yourself too. On occasion seek the sound of silence and it enjoy it....
© Rolly A. Chabot