Now, here I sit, visiting my sister, in the very same condo that my mom owned and lived in from 1990-2000. There was an interim owner until Alice, now widowed, bought it two years ago.
I wondered if I’d feel some conflict with this change of ownership, but no, only gratitude. It was the perfect place for Mom, and is now the perfect place for my sister. I feel the same calm and can absorb a similar silence, solitude and simplicity as I sit here in the morning, looking out the same trees that we’re turning green twenty or so years ago. In part, this feeling is due to my new awareness that I can carry peace with me wherever I go; it’s in me, not out there. So that’s what inner peace is!