"When you lose touch with inner stillness, you lose touch with yourself. When you lose touch with yourself, you lose yourself in the world." ~ Eckhart Tolle Sink in to your inner stillness. From there, write... 10 minutes.

It's a quiet morning shrouded in a heavy mist in my little corner of the world. What is it about the mist that makes things seem so eerie and mysterious? I'm alone in my house and all is silent.

I need to conquer my natural resistance to the silence and stillness. I need to shut off my mind's running commentary.

I concentrate on relaxing my neck and shoulders where I hold my tension.

I concentrate on my breathing, making it slow and even.

I allow my thoughts and emotions to settle; I quiet the agitation.

I let down the layers of filmy veils in my mind, muting the sharp definition and clarity of my visually distracting surroundings.

I enjoy the solitude and tranquility; the time without noise.

I rest in the stillness.

I drop the anchor deep to the ocean floor; watching it sink in slo-mo.

I'm drifting with the natural rhythm and gentle rocking motion of the ebb and flow.

It's peaceful.