Turn down the volume,
The distractions disappear,
Finally I hear my thoughts.
With our wonderful Spring weather I find myself spending as much time outside just soaking up the sun and the warmth. With this time I am finding an unexpected gift, the gift of Quiet. No cell phone, no radio, no TV…just Quiet. I hear many things that normally I miss, but most importantly, I hear myself. My thoughts are like the wind-blown leaves, and it’s wonderful. Ideas can chirp and flit like birds, and I love it. Like the center of this crocus bloom, I feel that I can get to the center of myself and explore what an amazing place it is. What will you find when it is Quiet?
I see...I write...I am. 
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