Be Still

Stillness does not come easily, it requires vulnerability. When I am still, I cannot hide behind the flurry of thoughts that come without beckoning, a stream of unfinished sentences flowing through my mind.   Even the aspirational thoughts act as a shield against truths the stillness may reveal. These aspirations represent an ideal version of myself. A version that is eagerly conjured as I drift off to sleep, yet remains a musing of the night when I rise from my bed.   Stillness is not a destination. It is a path that brings me to a deeper part of myself. … Continue reading Be Still