While hearing mass the other day the priest said something in his sermon that really struck a deep chord within me and I’ve been ruminating on it for over two weeks now.
“Peace is not the absence of trouble,
but the presence of something greater, deeper—something unshakable.”
We often imagine peace as a silent meadow, undisturbed and perfect—no noise, no conflict, no demands. Or maybe even the beach on some remote island where there is no mobile phone signal, let alone internet connection. A place where everything finally makes sense, and nothing hurts. But life rarely offers that version of peace, does it? At this point you are probably guesstimating what I’m going to say next, but bear with me.
Most of you reading this are old enough to know that trouble never knocks politely and often walks in on two legs. At the worst of times, it simply crashes in, unannounced and uninvited. It shows up as loss, uncertainty, burnout, or just the slow, heavy press of too many expectations. And yet—some people remain grounded. Unshaken. Clear-eyed in the middle of chaos. They have found a different kind of peace. One not built on escape, but on presence.
If we measure peace by how smooth life is, we’ll always be chasing it like a mirage. There will always be another problem, another deadline, another conversation that didn’t go how we hoped. True peace isn’t circumstantial. It’s not about silence outside, but stillness inside. It’s a quiet that hums beneath the noise—not despite the storm, but within it. This kind of peace doesn’t wait for life to calm down. It’s not a reward for being lucky. Like some pearls, it’s cultivated. Grown. Practiced, but no less valuable.
OK, you got me. Next question has to be what is that “something greater, deeper, unshakable”?
It could be faith, a sense that you’re held by something more vast and eternal than yourself.
It might be purpose, the conviction that your life carries meaning even when the details feel unclear.
It may come from self-trust, built over time through showing up for yourself again and again.
For some, it’s mindfulness—the ability to be fully here, without trying to escape.
For others, it’s a spiritual anchoring—Reiki, prayer, meditation, or healing work that deepens the inner well.
Peace never comes about by avoiding discomfort. You will find it by being rooted through it. Ask yourself (or your spiritual guide), What part of me remains untouched by this storm? And you will be surprised to discover that peace isn’t passive at all. It’s powerful. It’s the quiet knowing that even if the waves rise, you won’t drown, because you’ve grown deep roots to anchor you.
May you find peace today.
May you grow it.
And may you become it for others.
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