That’s what I’m going to call this thing that I need… This thing that helps me create. This thing that silences all the other voices so I can hear my own soul whisper out words of hope and imagination.
Quietude. When everything else needs no attention and brings no distraction. Quietude. The act of listening to all the sounds that stir from within when all around has been silenced.
It’s more than solitude. Solitude can still be active and noisy and distracting. Quietude brings calm and peace and space to think. Space to dream. Space to listen.
Quietude. That’s what brought me to write this post.
Do you have quietude in your life?