Blog Your Blessings: Quiet
After school today, I went to Litchfield to do some video work for some good friends. On the way home, I found myself detouring for a little walk around Topsmead. There I spent a few minutes in silence shaken only by the breezes caught in the folds of the brittle leaves that had yet to let go of their trees.
No what-ifs, I-wishes, if-onlies. No disappointments or hurts or hungers. No problems, no pleas. No punishing words of any kind. Nothing. For as long as I was out there and alone, the universe was fine. I was not inadequate. I had not failed. It was all good.
I walked around and around as I fell in love with the silence, the soft autumn light running parallel to the hilltop, and old, old apple trees that twist and turn toward the light, bear their fruit, and lean into the hill even as they reach for the light.
I felt so good after a little while that I invited the quiet home to stay for a while. A lovely guest.