Peace is Always There
by Michael Feeley
We think peace means stopping. Doing nothing. Sitting still until the world quiets down. But peace was never waiting for us to stop — it was hiding inside the doing, all along. Now discover it.
Taking out the garbage has peace in it. Recycling does too — sorting glass from plastic, paper from waste, each piece finding its right place. Making the bed. Folding laundry. Watering a plant and watching it drink. Feeding the cat before feeding yourself. Even the first cup of coffee, poured slow, with hot milk holds a kind of stillness most of us rush right past.
Traffic has it too. Frustration sits in one seat, peace in the other. Both are real. Both are allowed.
The secret isn’t subtraction — fewer tasks, fewer obligations, fewer hours of the day. The secret is attention.
Peace shows up when we slow down enough to do one thing with care instead of dashing through ten things with none. Ease and respect, not speed and dismissal. Yielding to process and notiing it. That’s the difference between a chore and a practice.
Ask the question — Where is the peace in this? The question itself begins to answer you. A hot, still, windless day teaches this without saying a word. Nothing moving. Everything present.
Peace was never absence. It was attention, dressed as an ordinary moment, waiting for us to notice it was there.
Peace has always been magnificently present. We just need to notice… and honor it.
Thanks – Michael (he, him)
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