Wild horse chestnut

If we become silent, we step out of the hectic tangle of our relationships. We need solitude sometimes. Without others, we don’t have a community or an identity, but sometimes we need to step back and stand still to contemplate our relationships to other people. And to God, who is most of the time a silent God, a God who doesn’t shout but whispers – a whisper we can’t hear until we silence all other sounds.

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