So my quest for inner peace (or at least some peace and quiet) continues.
I did pretty well with it last night. Once I got home, I went on my low-maintenance plan. The husband had gone out for dinner with the team from work, so I was off the hook, meal-prep-wise. I scarfed down half a pack of Ritz crackers and some water and I was good to go. The mere fact that I didn’t have to do anything with it but open the box made it taste like caviar. : -)
Inner Peace Quotient: 10/10. It was so relaxing to know that once I was done, all I had to do was crumple up the wrapper and toss it.
Then I finished up a project I was working on, washed up and was in bed by 8:30. I cannot even describe how good that felt. Borderline orgasmic. Really.
Inner Peace Quotient: 12/10. I have always been a “sleeper”. I’m an 8-hour-a-night-minimum girl, so knowing that I was guaranteed 11 whole hours? Absolutely heavenly.
So apparently, for me nirvana is an empty to-do list and an early bedtime.
Another great thing about last night was that I had time to be alone with my own thoughts. No TV. No conversation. No internet. Just me.
Inner Peace Quotient: off the charts. Sometimes just basic interacting (even if it is only with the idiot box) can be exhausting, so opportunities to simply BE are to be treasured.
So what is your key to inner peace? How do you make the most of quiet, peaceful times? I’d like to know.
Being a poet, what I often do to celebrate the silence is write. Here’s a poem I wrote during one of my periods of heavenly peace.
Enjoy!
L.
Peace and Satisfaction
Help me go inside
The stillness in my mind
What do I fear to find?
Your Peace
But yet, how can I fear
Your Love, so close, so dear
What do I fear to hear?
Your Voice
But how can I run from
The unity of One
The soul continuum
So deep?
Cannot run, cannot hide
Cannot move, can’t decide
Neither passion, pain, nor pride
Is strong enough
To stop Your Love
To hide Your Love
To push Your Love
Away
To keep my soul
From being whole
To push Your Love
Away
What’s mine? What’s mine?
Your Love Divine
It’s mine! It’s mine!
Your Love Divine
I claim, proclaim
My Joy
Your Name
My God
You satisfy me.
© Lisa Hurley, 2007
