When Quiet Feels Impossible
Quiet has felt harder to find lately.
Even on the best days, the world feels loud: headlines, to-do lists, the endless noise of needing to do more, to be more.
These days, for me, quiet looks like sunlight spilling onto my studio desk with my bunny, Bentley, stretched out beside me, carving tools within reach.
But even there, sometimes my mind hums too loudly to hear the quiet.
I’ve spent the past decade balancing motherhood and art-making full-time - chasing small windows of peace between lunch-making, content schedules, swim practice and creative deadlines. It’s a rhythm that never fully stops… and changes constantly.
And yet, I’ve learned that:
Quiet isn’t something we find once; it’s something we return to again and again.
Return to Stillness
The truth is, quiet rarely arrives on its own.
I find I have to seek it with a walk outside, a few slow breaths, a hunk of clay or the steady rhythm of carving.
These small acts have become my daily practice of sanctuary.
They remind me that:
Peace isn’t something we have to earn - we can find it, moment by moment, with our own hands.
And when we forget (which happens often), we begin again.
May you make space right in the midst of the noise of the world:
To feel peace, to find quiet,
And to do what lights your soul on fire.
With love,
