Peace is something that, if you have even met me for a second, you know means a LOT to me. Inner peace. Familial peace. World peace. Social peace. Political peace. So when that becomes truth, even for a fleeting moment, my heart flutters. I find peace in some of the most random acts. Driving, most days, brings me peace, because even as a newborn, the hum of an engine is both soothing, and comforting. Reading a good book brings me peace, because I get lost in a different world, and my imagination is in hyperdrive, for reasons beyond my control. Getting body modification brings me peace, because I'm creating a new expression of my inner self, as well as escaping reality. (Seems fitting that I have a peace sign on my back, huh?) Seeing a pattern here? When I can escape my reality, even if for a moment, I am somewhere else, away from it all. Sometimes, I don't even have to leave my bed. I find peace when I am at one with my Creator, because with Him, I am perfect. I have no worries. I have no regrets. I have no past. I am not flawed. No one can intervene. In a good portion of the places I find peace, I feel closest to my Creator. It's a circle(insert "I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry") that I never want to break. I could do without the unrest, but it makes the peace so much more worth it. Peace. My anti-drug.(cliche?)
Until next time, peace and love
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
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