Every year, our town has a balloon festival when lots of hot air balloons take to the sky – weather conditions allowing – and bypass overhead. From my balcony I get a brief but beautiful glimpse of them as they rise above the rooftops and slip quietly out of sight.
There’s something incredibly calming about the way they move – quiet, steady, and peaceful. It’s like the world has stopped to watch them pass.
Quiet, steady, and peaceful is how I live my life and seeing this balloon flying passed reminds me of that.