in the stillness

This day was a kaleidoscope of emotion. Morning gratefulness turned to a bit of attitude, thankfully interrupted with joy from a helping hand, childish delight while savoring heavenly carrot cake and profound peacefulness discovered with shovel in hand.

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The neighborhood was still. No sirens or cars. The street light shimmered on the new blanket of white. I was alone and surrounded by space unbroken. New flakes were unseen. A white dusting was found when I looked back where I had been. The heavy weight on the branches starting its journey downward. A rhythmic flow to the shovel seemed like music.

I had a short wonder of what might disturb this tranquility… just then a garage door opened and my neighbor began her own time of solitude. I finished and called out, “Peace.” She did not hear – her own trance had already begun…

True silence is the rest of the mind, and is to the spirit what sleep is to the body, nourishment and refreshment. ~William Penn

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8 thoughts on “in the stillness

  1. ‘I finished and called out, “Peace.” She did not hear – her own trance had already begun…’
    How perfectly beautiful, Judi!
    Peace to you on this wintery night,
    Debbie

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