A friend suggested I go to Santorini. He said there is beauty… and a silence there like the instant after a thunder clap.
This morning I drove to the top of the tallest hill on the island and just as I was leaving found a small trail… that lead me along a slippery rocky cliff-side path. As I got further away from everything, the silence crept in and I turned a corner to find this view… no words, just pure beauty.
During the journey of the last 14 months I’ve gone back and forth between loving the learning that comes from true solitude and feeling very alone.
I’ve found (again!) that being a loaner gives time to wonder and sit in the silence where everything is… and in that silence we are never alone.
Beauty and silence…
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