quiet

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When do you feel quiet?

I feel quiet walking in the woods or on the beach. There is a path through the woods two blocks from me. It is only one block long. But my heart immediately quiets when I go there, even for just that block. Last time I walked though it, a young wild rabbit froze to hide. He was right by the path and perfectly visible. I stopped and waited a little and then walked forward. He panicked when I got close and dived for the briars.

My yard quiets my heart: trees and flowers. (Except when I notice that I should mow again.) The sky, the clouds, the stars all quiet me.

Yesterday a friend asks, “Do you think life is hard?”

“Yes,” I say, “I think it’s often hard but beautiful too.”

The photograph is from Deception Pass, about a month ago. Moss and rocks quiet my heart too.

2 thoughts on “quiet

  1. shoreacres says:

    This was interesting to think about. I live with a quiet heart now, for the most part, although I suppose that could change with circumstances. But one thing I know — external silence seems to nurture internal silence, just as an uncluttered external environment is good for keeping my mind uncluttered. As on the outside, so on the inside. It makes sense to me.

    • drkottaway says:

      Lovely! But I have to go outside to for a quiet environment, because my house has quite a bit going on…..

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