When in Basel…
There’s something to be said about the quiet stillness of an art gallery, or museum; a temple, or cathedral; the sound of calm ocean waters pushing up against the shore, or the profound vastness and silence at the top of a mountain.
It’s interesting how chaotic life will get, and it’s not until I have some quiet time alone that I notice just how LOUD life was getting. Some people find silence deafening. I find a loud, distracted life deafening because I am unable to hear and be connected to my inner voice and thoughts.
I start to live a very ordinary and reactive life, floating from place to place, staying super “busy” with no clear intention. Running in place with nowhere to go, as I like to call it.
Tonight, no matter where I am, what I’m doing, or who I’m with – I will be grounded, I will be loving, I will be present, and find moments of stillness even in the chaos.