how to find peace in a busy world

how to find peace in a busy world

I lay on the tufts of fresh grass, wind caressing my face, wind chimes playing their gentle tune. The sun warms my toes and thoughts wash to and fro on the sea of my invisible mind. One stray idea, plucked from the waves and held carefully, like a delicate ball of...
when your soul is weary and dry

when your soul is weary and dry

I am weary. Not the kind of weary that can be cured by a good night’s sleep or a cup of coffee, but soul-achingly weary. Do you feel it too? I am weary from doing all the things, carrying the burdens both physical and mental, filling out all the...