The world is in a crazy state right now, but there is peace in the valley. Peace where no one can see. Peace in your thoughts. Peace in your actions. No matter how the earth thrashes and bucks, we each have our own place of healing. Sometimes mine is music, sometimes it's in writing, sometimes it's in art. Sometimes I find peace in the earth—ironically enough—the smell of warm dirt, of sweet grass, of birds chirping, of dogs swishing their tails. I find peace in a record rotating with a needle digging deep. I find peace in a cup of tea. I find peace in the early morning, when life is vibrating at a slow and steady rhythm. I wish peace for everyone, no matter when, no matter where.