Lately my mind wanders. It’s not always where it’s supposed to be when it’s supposed to be there. It’s scattered and withdrawn, it’s racing or it’s slow. It’s a busy place to be, this brain of mine.
And sometimes I am able to slow down.
Sometimes I am able to feel peace.
Sometimes the anxiousness about what is ahead and what is unknown, sometimes that is quieted for me for awhile.
And I’m grateful when it happens.