Sometimes, life demand that we take time to be still, to be quiet.
It is healing to the soul, to the mind, to the body.
That is why G-d gave us Shabbat. For He knew that we need to take time to do the above.
I love the quiet of morning.
When the sun has not yet risen. When the stars begin to fade, and the coffee is just beginning to fill the apartment air.
I need to find those mornings again. To find the peace that comes with the world waking up.
In finding those times, I shall once again find my center.
I wonder what sunrise in Ramadi is like?
I love the quiet of morning.
When the sun has not yet risen. When the stars begin to fade, and the coffee is just beginning to fill the apartment air.
I need to find those mornings again. To find the peace that comes with the world waking up.
In finding those times, I shall once again find my center.
I wonder what sunrise in Ramadi is like?
Mummie said I was always a quiet child. One never knew when I was even in the room for several minutes.
I like that. I have a distaste for loud sounds, colours and frankly, loud people.
It is one of the draws of Mark. His too is a quiet soul.
And his quiet spirit still fills this home.
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