Inner peace, inner peace... inner peace. The mantra feels silly, it makes me giggle. It also makes me breathe deeply, unconsciously. Everything around me - the light, color, scent, the feel of the soft cushions under me - all of these simple, everyday sensations wrap me in serenity.
I lay on my couch, head next to the window, chin tilted back, and look backwards - up and out my picture window. Through the leaves of the enormous maple trees in my yard a blue sky peeks through, delicate green foliage clusters move gently to and fro, winking with a thousand apertures of golden light dancing in from far above. I feel as though I'm floating just below the craggy silver branches, and it is good. The open window brings patchy puffs of breeze across my nose. A perfect moment.
