Yesterday before I left for work, I stepped outside and all I heard was quiet. I heard rain drops pitter-pattering through the trees. I heard songbirds singing their spring song. I didn't hear any of the traffic that rushes by on the busy street one block over from where we live. I didn't hear anything other than the rain and the birds and my own heartbeat. I thought to myself, "This, this quiet moment that I get to have all to myself, this must be peace."
Now I'm going to try my hardest to hold onto that peaceful feeling. Happy Monday, friends.