Peace. Sometimes it just finds me. Unexpected, yet undeniable peace. It has been a very busy week. Personally, professionally and nationally, there has been precious little time to take a breath and decompress. Some of it I saw coming and some of it… well no one could know. It is with this recent confluence of commotion in mind, in the midst of this flurry of all sorts of activity that this moment of reflection - this peace - has caught me unaware. And as such so very much more so profoundly accepted.
Much of what lies ahead of me is known; it has been so for days and weeks. I am prepared as much as I can be. Other avenues will present themselves and decisions will need to be made. Still other events, some of which will demand some kind of action or reaction, will likely unfold as well. I want to know. I want to be able to make sense of it all. But I can’t. I can only continue on from this point forward - from this place of peace and meet the next moment and whatever it may bring.
I am tired and the end of this particular go-round is yet some time away. So far, so good and barring any major disasters, all I have to do is what I have to do. That’s all and that’s enough. I have written here about my inability to do just this much… about the time and energy I have expended tying to find ways of avoiding the work that needed to be done. I have made the discovery - I worked harder at avoiding the work than doing the work in the first place would have been. And now, so much of it feels so trivial but I know it’s not.
So here it is, the arrival of the new weekend and with it, a moment of peace. I didn’t create it; it just fell into my lap. I can’t give it away or tell anyone where to find it. I can only implore anyone who might be trying to find it to keep seeking - it’s there. It will become apparent when you least expect it. It will find you and for at least a few precious, fleeting moments, you will know peace - it will be yours.