Once Again, I See…

I house/dog sat for my son for a couple of days, and I could not understand why I felt so “fuzzy-headed”.  I didn’t sleep well (unusual for me) and I had no appetite.  I enjoyed the rest from “work”, but I felt abnormally unable to concentrate.  I love their home, but something was not right inside me!

My “ah-ha” moment this morning came when I was listening to the silence.  Yes, right here in the middle of town, on a cul-de-sac at 4 am, I heard the silence!  I realized then how noisy my son’s neighborhood is at 4 am.  Cars, doors, people, dogs, but very few moments of birds singing a morning hello.  They are not quite a mile from me, and I’m close to a busy main street of Tulsa, two main streets, in fact.

I knew it was a perfect home the first time I saw it.  I am surrounded by other duplexes, but also so much nature.  Trees and plants all around me, plus more of my own since I have settled in.  Almost a year and a half later and I sit here rarely hearing a siren (even though there is a fire station down the street) and never hearing slamming doors or traffic.  This street (and neighborhood) doesn’t seem to awaken until 6:30 or later.  I hear nature in the silence, for me, that is the perfect silence. 

I may have had to leave my sanctuary of peace in another place long ago, but I have found my silent retreat within my own home again.    Even my dog has become opposed to “noise” of even the T.V. 

Thank you, God, once again for bringing me here.  I’m right where I’m supposed to be.

 Sanctuary of Peace

In my silent sanctuary

My thoughts are not hidden.

I hear them more clearly,

I sense them in my heart.

 I reverently wait  to be

Open to a moment of surrender.

I cast away the noise.

I know my communion is

Only with God.

This awakens and sustains as I hear,

Welcome home dear spirit.