It’s the second to last week of the semester and the good ole’ Lord knows I have been a bundle of emotions. Some of the time my mind screams “when will it all end?!” Other times, I break down and cry. And then there are the rare moments that I just find……
peace noun | \ˈpēs\ : a state of tranquility or quiet; freedom from disquieting or oppressive thoughts or emotions
Call me a hippie or whatever, but until recently, I feel like I’d never known the true meaning of peace. I’ve used the word in so many senses but never truly understood what it meant for me. Peace, for me, is to be completely calm. No attachment to any thought, feeling, event, person, object, task, or idea. It is to just be. Here in the moment. Now. No fixation on anything in the past. No projection of the future. Peace is complete freedom and contentment with all of the world around you in this respective moment.
Not to say that these methods do not help, but I have learned that no amount of meditation, yoga class, self-help reads, green tea, deep breathing, hot baths, essential oils, or massages can bring peace… Unless you are truly and honestly willing to accept the moment for exactly how it is.
That moment could mean being stressed, heartbroken, ecstatic, devastated, confused, and so on… but peace is allowing these emotions and thoughts to flow freely and accepting them for what they are.
“Leave your front door and back door open. Let thoughts come and go. Just don’t serve them tea.” – Shunryu Suzuki
Peace is about acceptance…. of the present, and, ultimately, of ourselves.