Musings
we yearn for home, but endlessly seek what is next the next town, the next year, the next job, the next home. we long for peace and quiet, yet fill our lives with the noise of life we wish for rest, even as we add more things to our calendars. what if the yearning, seeking, longing, and wishing stopped for a moment? What if we just stopped. Would we find that the home, the peace, the quiet, the rest we so desperately crave are in front of us after all, and we are the ones hiding it behind all the other things? What if the secret walled garden is right there, waiting - and we can't find the doorway because we never allow ourselves to be still? I think I shall take some time to just still my body, quiet my mind, and steady my heart, and wait for the peace and rest to reveal itself to me.