After being in the ground for years, the cicadas have emerged. They have reached my area of Virginia, and they are loudly announcing their arrival.
Physical evidence of their existence is mostly made up of empty shells lying around outside or still clinging to branches of bushes.
Another sign of the presence of cicadas is the sound they make.
The sound they make in the woods behind our house seems otherworldly. I’ve never heard the arrival of a space craft (except in a movie), but I imagine that an approaching hover craft would sound like cicadas.
Usually I can hear them only when I’m outside. But lately, if the house if pretty quiet, I can hear their insect roar through the walls.
I don’t like a lot of noise. If I concentrate on the sound of the cicadas, I get a bit anxious, and I just want it to stop. It’s like an irritant.
But what if I compare the whine of the cicadas to the presence of intrusive thoughts?
Angry, fearful thoughts sometimes crowd in, especially when I’m lying down at night trying to go to sleep.
But if I use the river of thoughts strategy, I can practice watching those angry and fearful thoughts float on by without engaging with them.
With the cicadas, I can get busy doing something or focus on a more pleasant sound, and soon I’ve forgotten about their song. I’m no longer engaged in the sound.
Last week, I took some photos of the cicadas in our yard. I might as well make friends with the singers.
Do you have cicadas in your area? How do you handle noise that you have no control over?