The sun sets on another day…
Peace.
As I sat outside watching the light dim from the western sky, all I felt was peace. All I wanted was peace, just a few moments.
The world seems to crush us all with ponderous weights. If you don’t feel it, super, but few people I talk to are immune from the masses of everything running over them. Most want peace. If they don’t at some point they do, or at some point the realize it.
Peace.
Once upon a time I was written a letter about peace. Some of it was very true, some of it not so much, but the main essence was far to great to avoid, peace was a need beyond what we normally consider. Peace was a necessity of life.
So what is peace?
It is my opinion it is very individualized. Peace to me is reading or writing, or walking in the woods. Peace to some is a quiet day with no distractions. Peace to others is a day of shopping. Some think peace is zero conflict. Some a day without the kids. I am sure I could fill a book with things that peace is to people. Maybe I should write it, and have peace about peace.
So as the sun sets on another day, seek peace, if only for a while. Seek peace and enjoy it. Seek peace, and peace might just seek you. Enjoy it all you can, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and have peace…