I’m taking part in Mama Kat’s Writing Prompts, and the prompt I opted to write about this week was showing where I go for quiet.
But the truth is, where I go for quiet, well it’s not entirely quiet, because I never go there without my music. That place? My trail.
My runs are my quiet, and the music is my focus. My runs through the trails near where I live (that I love) in the early morning hours, are where I find my peace. But in the beauty and stillness of those quiet mornings, my mind still has a tendency to wander. The music keeps me focused on the quiet of the morning and the calmness of the sunrise.
The music helps me feel my heart and feet pounding as I run the demons away.
The quiet of these trails and these mornings calm my soul, make me feel alive and help quiet the worries and fears.
This is where I go to meditate.
To find myself and lose myself.
To find quiet.