What brings you peace?

Peace, the concept of societal friendship and harmony in the absence of hostility and violence.

Peace, a state or period in which there is no war or a war has ended.

Peace, the freedom from fear, conflict and violence between individuals or groups.

Peace, to be in a state of quiet or calm.

The prompt today is simple, inquiring as to the unspoken singular thing that brings us peace.

Yet, I have spent the majority of the early morning generating hostility trying to pin-point one thing. It is now 3 hours later, and I am annoyed with myself, when the reality is just this:

Nowhere, Nothing brings me balance, but balance brings me peace.

There are a great many physical things that bring me momentary solace and elation, but not actual internal peace.

It is only in the absence of nothing, when all four elements meet in harmony and my soul is balanced that I experience actual inner peace.

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If at this point you are assuming I am insane, well you would be half correct. Although I have managed to amass quite the collection of clinical diagnoses— legally I am still extremely competent.

Nowhere and nothing exist for me, just as they did for The Guardians of The Galaxy, and the Avengers during their hunt for the life stone. (No spoilers)

At one point it was a physical place that I was able to go, and sit to find my peace. The elements all present. Air from the winds running down the straight, water misting from the Puget Sound below. The scent of damp moss and indigenous fur of the earth as it presented the single amber tree of fire with the perfect sitting stone.

For 17 years this place held physical value for me. A refuge from the constant anger brewing inside, the firey rage that only a displaced double fire sign can withstand. A place that instantly calmed every worry, every fear, every sadness, every insecurity…

The place where the world melted away and Mother Nature was the only voice I heard. How sweet the song of the whistling wind, and refreshing the cool mist. A refuge where I could hide and find balance.

It is no longer physically possible to go there, as the balance that it once held has now fallen into chaos as the elements reclaim what has always been theirs.

Yet, My balance still comes from the memory of this physical place. I am able to create inner balance within myself.

My peace exists without human interference and manifests through my ability to self balance. You see, life is a balancing act which is greatly fulfilling when we embrace its dualities.