This morning I am in the office before anyone else arrives. There’s no one here yet in any of the offices in our hallway. The lights are still out. The space feels expansive, clear. I let myself uncurl into the space of the silence as I begin to envision the day ahead.
What are the qualities of quiet in your life? Does quiet have a color, a scent, a taste? How do you recognize it when it is present? How does it bless you and leave you refreshed?