Quiet now.

From the moment I opened my eyes this morning and raised my head, I have everything I need.

My jaw is still tight, and thoughts of self-expression pop up again like popcorn in a boiling pot.

But for now,

with the help of the quarantine,

I choose to retreat into 

myself.

For some peace and quiet.

So I can just 

listen.

I quiet the urge to speak my mind and scream out virtually. 

Although these days, I honestly do wish to finally express my sincere sympathy with the suffering of our planet, while also feeling optimistic.

And I certainly will.

But for now, 

I choose to be in a calm state of presence and observation. To observe my slow and peaceful growth, and to slowly discover my authentic voice – free from the pursuit of recognition and fear of judgment.

I choose to retreat to the space of 

here and now.

Space of honesty and compassion toward myself.

Where I recognize the rodent fear within as the atmosphere of pressure penetrates through the cracks in my defensive walls.

I am at home.

Between walls that have already seen and heard so much, with my beloved cats sitting next to me.  

We share this heavenly bond, we’re a team.

I know I am protected here, and yet I am not immune to the spirit of current days, 

to the spread of anxiety that encourages me to speak out my beliefs.

But with this tightening in my jaw, I remind myself to regain my peacefulness through the breath. 

So I inhale and

exhale and

connect to the moment. 

Slowly, 

the frequency of connecting to the present moment becomes higher. Gradually a flow is created – an entire space of peaceful presence.

Space where I accept the tension, pay more patience, connect with more precise intentions, and release more honest hopes and dreams to the air.

Space where I allow myself to feel 

everything, 

and where there is no hold in 

anything. 

Where I can float between loneliness and fear, alongside optimism and acceptance.

Quiet now. 

I have everything I need.

My cats are here beside me. I watch them as they curl up within themselves, squeezed on each other. 

Their sleeping position is the purest expression of peacefulness… 

And with the sound of birds chirping outside, I watch their little bodies moving gently as they breathe softly.

They’re an example of real presence, and a reflection of pure, deep, unconditional love.

And now I understand that from the moment I opened my eyes this morning and raised my head – 

I have everything I need.