Recently I watched a stunningly beautiful new rendition by the band, Disturbed. The power of the song demanded that I pay attention to the message. After hearing this song for years, I finally realized it spoke of two kinds of silences. The silence of quiet. The silence of no words. The silence as a grace. The silence we strive for in meditation. The silence where we exist as one. But there is another side of silence. The silence of being silenced. The silence of being afraid to speak the words that need to be spoken.