Quiet. Calm. Tea.

I am sitting on my sofa. I am sitting on my sofa drinking tea. I am sitting on my sofa listening to the quiet. I am sitting on my sofa feeling the calm….

It’s one of those rare moments that I get a chance to experience just sitting and hearing myself breathe. The quiet. You never truly realize how a body needs the quiet to rest, reflect, and regenerate. I wish I could say that I build this time in. Alas, I don’t. Sometimes it feels as if I can’t. Yet promise myself that I will build it into my life regularly. Then that promise is postponed. It seems as if I am always “On”…”Active”…”Working”. Not because I want to be (I want…need…more of this quiet), but the pace of this life tugs hard and I must pull back and create my quiet. Defend my quiet.

Create your quiet. Define it and defend it. It’s what will nourish us, sustain us, humbles us and beautify us. Create your quiet…be quiet.

Quiet. Calm. Tea.