Somewhere between ankles and ears – environmental, physical and emotional in the same moment. Enjoy it deeply, because its shelf-life can be short, like our own. It comes, goes. Taste it whenever you can.
Might be massive deserted beach or gazing down from a mountain ridgeline or seeing mountain peaks below from an aircraft window. It might also be there with us, sitting on a packed train car, in a shopping mall throng on a busy Saturday or sitting alone in a room somewhere.
I’ve known it, yearned for it.
Tranquility, state of stillness. Balance inside. Close by but too often unwilling to emerge. Essential to life much like air and water. I see people, often frenetically active successful, they appear anything but tranquil. Their steely attitude implies they’ve never found their tranquility.
By that statement I mean to emphasize my belief tranquility is not something we enter but rather something which flourishes inside us when circumstances are right, when we’ve opened the door and put out the welcome mat that says: Tranquility Welcome Here.
There is no tranquility pill or herbal drink. Learn to coax out what is at all times within all of us, eager to be set free …