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Today my house is silent for the first time in two weeks. Outside of a few meditation and yoga practices, I think I had forgotten the engulfing, perfect sound of quiet. It is a sound that invites simplicity, something we instinctively desire and yet also fear.

I feel so lucky today, today, to keep it simple –

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– and just observe the winter-bare world around me: a December tree reflected in a stream.

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A fallen leaf slipping its night frost in the morning sun.

A stack of poetry books as high as my shoulders, waiting to be understood.