BE-ing Stillness

I search for solitude. The kind of solitude that heals, warms, awakens, enlivens. It remains elusive at the moment, just barely out of reach but close enough to tantalize.

I sit. I wait for the time to come for relaxing into naturalness, peacefulness, quiet contemplation.

Until then, I watch the world around me spin by. I watch myself re-acting, having moments of getting caught up in the whirling. It it exhausting.

So I sit. I listen. I watch. I breathe. I make room, however little at the moment, for healing.