In this moment, I close my eyes and think about peace. My mind weaves together different thoughts that drop out:
Peace is a home where there is laughter, cuddling, and quiet moments of just feeling good about all that is around.
Peace is getting lost in the lyrics of song.
Peace is teenagers who do what they are asked when they are asked.
Peace is a workplace that respects individuals, creativity, and contributions.
Peace is an expansive prairie with a light breeze and a slight smell of a spring rain.
Peace is the clean, quiet scene after a major blizzard. All outside looks crisp, clear, and pure.
Peace is a conversation that makes you think.
Peace is holding hands and just walking deep in thought and comfort, knowing there is nothing we cannot do and all is okay.
Peace is being accepted for who we are while be challenged on how we can be better.
Peace is feeling comfort yet never being completely comfortable with things just being good enough.
Peace is a soulful feeling that we are making a difference in what we do.
Peace is being lost in thought.
Peace is silence in a chaotic swirl of activity.
Peace can be two-faced. It is calm yet stirs our soul with inspiration. Peace lowers barriers while strengthens our inner spirit. Peace can be a dying breath and living fully. Peace unclutters and encumbers.
Peace. A simple word filled with complexity and meaning.
In a world defined by quick hits of delight, peace has longevity… more challenging and rewarding.