Peace doesn’t always arrive with fanfare. Sometimes, it looks like a quiet morning, a warm cup of tea, or choosing not to argue.

What does peace look like to you, not the grand idea of it, but the simple, everyday version?
Write about the tiny rituals, boundaries, or choices that help you feel grounded.
Maybe peace is a playlist. A prayer. A pause.

Describe it today, so you can return to it on the hard days.