Finding Peace at Neros.

When it comes down to it, the only place where there is peace, is in the sanctity and sanctuary of your own heart.

Beyond the noise of a million thoughts that delegate themselves self importance and demand a million answers to.

Am I good enough?

Am I real? What shall I do now?

Can I make the right decision?

What shall I write today? will I find my table at Neros? (as if its mine)

As I walked in the rain to Caffè Nero this morning, present-ness diffused by the inner suffering of a thousand and one thought voices. Hoping for a clear walk and focus on writing for the morning, yet too many thoughts swirled instead. Hopes and expectations, anxieties and excitements, fears and dreams, certainties and uncertainties all rolled into not one, but many thoughts.

Then standing in the queue for coffee, choice to think about.

Macchiato, Cappuccino or Latte.

Nope. Stick to the normal ‘Flat White’ today not the day to be different or brave.

And then I sat down.

And journalled.

Most of what youre reading now.

There is only peace in the sanctuary of the heart.

Beyond thought

Beyond the sights, the sights of colours and shapes, the busyness of a million movements around, people in sports clothing (ready to do the local 10k), the efficient and caring service of the caffe Nero staff, on this busy frenetic Sunday. I watch as their hands upturn cups, pull levers, find muffins, make unusually early luxury hot chocolate. I notice with eyes. Eyes focussed outward, on the process of coffee that draws my attention.

Momentarily away from the choice in my mind.

And then I remember the peace and stillness. Conscious remembering of the possibility of peace.

So, that its then when I write it down. It’s what I read this week, from a book on buddhist meditation.

There is only peace in the sanctuary of the heart.

It can’t be found anywhere else. Yet we look.

The green space is full of suffering if our mind isnt in it

The coffee shop is full of peace..if our heart is open to it.

The pathways that offer peace by their words id often dissolved into anxiety by their actions, and shame by their attitude.

Peace, beyond all understanding. Beyond all thought.

There is only peace in the stillness of your heart. In that sanctuary beyond.

Beyond the wrestle, beyond the hustle, beyond.

Beyond a thousand thoughts that demand an answer.

Beyond thinking, is that feeling

Untrusted, brave, hidden, aspirational

Seemingly impossible Peace.

It isnt found. It’s there all along.

Everything else just needs to get out of the way.

And Peace chosen instead.

For a million thoughts want a million answers to problems that are rarely there.

Thinking on peace, creates the moment.

Irrationally and bravely.

It’s there inside you all along.