Writing Wednesday: 

The silence opens the door for entry. Subtle at first, then overwhelming. A one note constant hum. I look around wondering how anyone could bear this intrusion. It is creeping in, past ear’s central station and toward my brain's mazes. Threatening to infiltrate to distraction.

As much as I wish to reject the sound, I discover in this quiet moment, the source is me. Created from a history of noise that has bonded together to reverberate eternally within…

I’ll be honest with you—I’m distracted. I questioned posting this today. It feels tone deaf to the question we are all waiting to have answered. I offer this as a release from the fear and anxiety. An opportunity to step away from the commotion and listen to what’s actually happening where you are right now. ⁣