I’ve always valued quiet hours and spaces. Edinburgh’s a lovely city for peaceful night-time ambling. And given that it is, in a million different ways, a busy and bustling city by day, it’s a surprise to some that there are lots of quiet sunlit green spaces to retreat to. A favourite spot for a couple of chapters for me is the lovely little Dunbar’s Close Garden, hidden just off the Royal Mile. Today I closed my eyes there, meditating rather than reading, on words engraved in stone not far away, in 1677
It is an honour for men to cease from strife
wind in my wheels 🌱 
Can’t begin to articulate the many ways in which I love this…❤️
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Once again you ‘hit a nail on the head,’ Lori. Quiet hours, for me, are those in which silence affords generous space to all the love that, precisely, cannot be articulated in words 🤗🌱xx
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I agree with Lori – fantastic!
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Thanks, dear Mimi. A shortening of the distance across oceans and between continents is another way in which quiet hours and spaces are such a gift – from where we can be ‘looking at the same moon.’ 🙂🌱xx
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