When I think of a pause, I think of the silence, the peace. And yet it’s not quite silent.
There’s the whisper of the wind, your soft breath, the gentle nod of clothespins, perhaps a musical note or two kissing the air.
Or the simplicity of children playing, birds flitting, squirrels’ tails flickering, flies buzzing.
Sometimes it’s not what’s around you, but what is the pause in your mind.
This is often where silence occurs. Contemplative thoughts before that decided action. Or spoken word. A prayer before hitting Send.
Ah, when I think of a pause, I think of glory, of joy, of peace. Of rest. And it’s refreshing.
What’s your pause? How would you describe it?