The Chair by the Window

Move a chair
next to a window.

No television.

No scrolling.

No endless comparison.

Just...

sit.

Watch clouds
that never ask permission
to become something new.

Watch birds
argue over nothing
before flying away
like they forgot the conflict entirely.

Notice
how trees bend
without breaking.

Nature has been preaching
longer than people have.

It says...

Rest.

Seasons change.

Storms pass.

Nothing blooms
every day.

Even forests
have winters.

Loneliness often convinces us
that we are standing still.

But healing
rarely feels like movement.

Roots grow
where no one applauds.

So if today
all you accomplished
was breathing,
drinking water,
and watching the sun disappear—

that wasn't failure.

That was your nervous system
remembering
how to feel safe again.

Sometimes peace
doesn't arrive
with fireworks.

Sometimes...

it quietly pulls up a chair
beside you
and waits.