“…and remember what peace there may be in silence.” Desiderata – Max Ehrmann
So easy to forget, “what peace there may be in silence.” Often, silence makes me uncomfortable, and there seems to be this inherent need to fill it by saying or doing something, anything. But it occurs to me that just as light seeps in through the cracks, that still small voice that can’t be heard in the cacophony of life seeps in through the silence – and I need that still small voice.