A woman sits in contemplation at the edge of a still
northern lake. The sky above her is heavy with clouds,
and storms threaten, yet she remains under the lowering sky,
thoughtful. She dwells here alone, one who has come
away from the noise of the world and the comforts of
companionship to hear her own inner voice, and to read
the messages in sky, water and stone. Without
distraction, seemingly without connection to the world,
she is connected intimately with the universe.
This is the country of silence...
the deep need of the soul for quiet solitude.
Give yourself this gift.
Copyright Lunaea Weatherstone. All rights reserved.