Peace

All I want these days:

Peace.

Just my peace.
No drama.
No toxicity.
No triggers.

I think I was here before.

Back when I was mid-twenties, I was in a similar headspace. I left home, went to work and live in London on a working holiday visa. And lived in peace.

Everyday the same routine - wake, take the tube, work, same salad bar lunch, work, dinner, sleep.
Every Saturday, to Borders to read, then walk along the Thames.
Every Sunday, bake bread, to Borough market, drink coffee, make pizza, spaghetti from scratch.

Every day, every week, every month. Peace.

P.E.A.C.E.

I lived like that for a year, until visa said I had to leave.
Then I went to Plum Village monastery and got my life changed by my spiritual teacher.

History doesn’t repeat, but rhyme.
I think I’m back in a headspace that rhymes right now.

Just needing peace.
Needing nothing else.
Just peace.

And rinse and repeat till one day the conditions are ripe for another breakthrough (or breakdown!).

One day, one day…