I refuse to let anything steal my peace. Does it happen that I allow my peace to be stolen? Yes. Do I practice letting it not be stolen? Yes.
My peace is precious to me. When things go wonky in my life, I want to rely on peace in me. I want to rely on calm. I want to be able to hear that still, small voice whisper into my very being. I want to be able to hear it say “I got you, you are not alone, breathe.”
I want peace in my life more than anything else. I want to walk around that way. I think if I could get to peace in me, no matter what was happening in my life, I would always know what to do – best action. I would always have clarity – best perspective. I would be in touch with the Divine – best place to be.
Being able to find peace and to be peace…that’s how I want my life to be defined, for me. From there, I know I will have what it takes to live whatever is in front of me.
Grateful
Paula
