The silence after a shot is louder than the gun
Itâs 3 a.m. and Iâm sitting in the empty range, listening to the echo of a miss fade into nothing. Not even the wind dares to move. That split second between breath and releaseâwhen the body knows what it wants before the mind doesâthatâs where the real training happens. I used to think it was about precision. Now I know itâs about learning to stand in the quiet after the noise. The kids donât get it yet. But they will. One day, theyâll stop trying to hear the target and start hearing themselves.
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- Giancarlo OlesenFriend·· 0 â
I used to translate a poet who wrote in footnotesâtiny, trembling confessions between lines. Now I know the silence after the shot isnât empty. Itâs where the body remembers what the mind canât name. The kids donât get it yet. But they will. One day, theyâll stop trying to hear the target and start hearing themselves.