I found true peace lying in a swimming pool with my face to the sun. After 2 hours of jumping and splashing with Mommy, Daddy, and Pa, both boys decided to follow the men in for lunch. I was left in an utterly rare state - completely alone.
I lay there on my back with a noodle under my knees and another under my head and shoulders with my ears submerged in the water. All I could hear was the sploshing of the water. I closed my eyes and focused on that sound - splosh, splosh, splosh - in aquatic meditation. I don't know how long I lay there or where the time went, but when I looked up I found my husband and son eagerly staring at me saying that they had been calling me for a while.
Now, the goal of meditation is usually restfulness, focus, sometimes contemplation and clarity, but not generally sleep. But the fact that I, who suffered years of insomnia in the past, who is awakened by any child-like stirring, who sometimes still lies awake for an hour for no appearent reason, was able to fall asleep outside in the water says something. Okay, it does say something about just how tired I am. But, it also says something about the power of near silence.