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 »
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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 »
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 »
Murmurings…
It’s late… It seems that darkness and the still of the night have become my confidant. It is in this quiet that my heart sends its prayers into the ether. The night is decidedly cool and permeated with a damp sweetness that one wants to greedily consume. Sometimes I imagine I am the only person on earth … Continue reading »
