It’s quiet now. The soft whir of the computer is the only sound that permeates this dense – dark – silence. Heavy blue eyes flutter in an attempt to resist the Sandman’s calling. It’s as if my body and soul are once again connected – refreshed and rejoined after a day of hectic undertakings. It’s … Continue reading »
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At this moment …
It is deliciously quiet. The only sound I hear is the ticking of the clock on the wall. I imagine at times like this that the world is holding its breath. Blissful nothingness, that permeates even the air that I inhale. When such moments occur I feel as if all my worries have vanished. To … Continue reading »
Quiet …
It’s quiet. I can almost hear the flickering of the candle’s flame. Thus is the beauty of silence. A Winter’s eve is perfect for peaceful reflection. Such perfection can only be found in moments of absolute stillness. It’s when I allow myself to simply breathe feel my heart beat reconnect dream and let go. This is when a … Continue reading »
Silent Night …
It’s quiet tonight. It seems as if the past weeks have been filled with noise. Not just audible but soulful as well. But at this moment the only sound I hear is the soft hum of the heater working to warm my chilled skin. The aroma of pine needles and sugar cookie candle wax lingers in the … Continue reading »
Sunday …
It’s quiet now. The lights are low and the house is filled with mellow energy. Sunday, a day of rest, reflection and peace. A day when dressing is optional, candles are a necessity and delicious food is a must. There’s something so freeing about spending time with oneself. Nowhere to go, no obligations and the ability to … Continue reading »
Hearing …
It’s during the quiet moments, when the world is blissfully still, that we hear the souls desires …
Life …
It has a way of taking hold sometimes. Have you ever wanted to do something so desperately, but simply could not? That’s how I have felt lately regarding writing. There are moments in each day where I find something on the tip of my brain that I simply want to share, but words fail me as … Continue reading »
In The Still Of The Night …
It’s finally quiet. Oh how I love nights silence. The pure, undiluted beauty of the universe shines through when the sky is deep black and the stars are bright. My mind wanders and wonders … Why are we here? What is desire? Is the answer to life’s questions buried deep within our subconscious? Why is a … Continue reading »
The Silent Dark …
So here I sit late at night. The room is dark except for a preternatural glow emanating from the laptop screen. It’s quiet, just as I like it. I find that lately the quiet soothes me. When I am distressed or simply in need of peace, I seek solitude in darkness … Continue reading »
Ever So Still…
It is quiet and still. The inane chatter of the world has disappeared and once again I am at peace. I long to immerse myself in the earth and let ancient vines wrap themselves around me. Becoming one, with that which is most holy. I want to feel the vibrations of harmony resounding on my fingertips. I wish … Continue reading »
