December 3, 2025
| Maison Tranquille |
The Quiet I Crave
This afternoon, I noticed, an irritation, at the sound of the television in our living room. Not the show itself but its presence… the way it intruded into the atmosphere I was holding inside.
I don’t think the problem is the television.
It’s that I am learning how I crave quiet space, a room that feels like a sanctuary, that protects the small rituals I’m trying to cultivate.
Maison Tranquille (the name I’ve given my house) has to live inside before it can touch the outside.
Peace is not always found far away. Sometimes it is just a closed door, a lit candle, or clarity about what space belongs to what purpose.
Maybe this, too, is part of aging; learning what supports our nervous system, and what frays it.
Maybe this is part of marriage; the negotiation between one person’s comfort and the other’s.
Or maybe this is simply another invitation:
Notice where your peace gets interrupted.
Because that interruption reveals what matters.
Today, mine was the television.
Tomorrow it may be something else.
But at least I’m learning to call it by its name.
Still Curious. Still Growing, Still Grateful.
by Janis @ Simple Raw and Natural
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