A reflection on presence, gratitude, and the quiet beauty of a September day.
Tag: Mindfulness
Two Stops Away
A quiet thought told me to check for my wallet two stops before getting off the bus. What happened next reminded me that sometimes life whispers before it shouts.
Under the Bruised Sky
Under the Bruised Sky There is an undeniable honesty to nature under the bruised sky. Moments of stillness and introspection do not wait for a dramatic backdrop. They arrive while we’re living ordinary lives—walking across a parking lot, heading to the gym, checking a mental to-do list. Then something catches our attention. A sky heavy… Continue reading Under the Bruised Sky
Table for One, Peace Included
A quiet Saturday spent choosing peace over noise, solitude over chaos, and learning to enjoy the steady clarity that comes from being your own best company.
The Sanctuary of the Pause – Be Calm, Be Quiet, Be Kind
In the vulnerability of a chair, a simple green sphere whispered a necessary pause, inviting stillness, gentleness, and the quiet truth that everything will be okay.
My 3-Mile Walk: The Solitude and the Sovereignty of It All
A quiet day that reminded me to meet life exactly where it is. Written by Dennis Harvell My 3-Mile Walk: The Solitude and the Sovereignty of It All After three days of a cold, gray, and relentless northeast rain, the sun finally cracked open the sky over the Bronx. On a holiday afternoon when the… Continue reading My 3-Mile Walk: The Solitude and the Sovereignty of It All
The Mood (Sovereignty & Sunshine)
A warm May day that reminded me to slow down and reclaim a moment of sovereignty. Written by Dennis Harvell The Mood (Sovereignty & Sunshine) The Mood (Sovereignty & Sunshine) Sometimes life keeps you running, but today the weather demanded a pause. Ninety degrees in the Bronx, crisp air, and that unmistakable feeling of a… Continue reading The Mood (Sovereignty & Sunshine)
The Spring That Wasn’t
The Spring That Wasn’t The sun over The Bronx is a beautiful deception today. It pours over the sidewalk with the confidence of an 80‑degree afternoon, but the moment you step out of the shadows, the wind hits you with the 40‑degree truth of a winter that refuses to leave. This is Delayed Sovereignty —… Continue reading The Spring That Wasn’t