The Peace Walk (Part 1)


Part 1/3: The Peace Walk ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣

I seek not to be happy but to be at peace, to be in peace, to be peace itself. ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣

I know this to be true because in this moment I am not at peace.

⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ And how I feel when I am not at peace is akin to a wild creature in a cage. A very small cage.⁣⁣

⁣⁣ The wild creature, at its core, knows that it is not meant to be in here. It knows that its existence and its essence is far too expansive for this small space, this life of confinement. ⁣⁣ ⁣

Muscles tighten, jaws clench, that unsettled-disturbed-agitated sensation bubbles up through the chest; it's like panic brewing, and suddenly it's slamming its body into the cage's cold, unforgiving, unyielding bars. ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣

All this does is make the wild creature hyperaware of how tight, how confined this space truly is. Panic mounts even higher. ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣

There is no rest to be found here. ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣

There is no genuine happiness that can be experienced and sustained here. ⁣⁣

⁣⁣ For there is no peace.