Peace is not a permanent state. It exists only in moments. Fleeting. Usually gone before we knew it was there. We can however, experience it at any time, in a stranger’s (or a familiar’s) act of kindness, a task that requires complete focus, when we have the opportunity to give, to understand another’s point of view, or hold a secret for a friend, or maybe just hold a friend in our heart, or, if need be, in our arms. Everyday we experience these moments of peace. The trick is to know when they’re happening so that we can embrace them, live in them. And finally let them go.
The High, the Rush, the Thrill, For Me It Was the Quiet
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