When the Bells Toll

Every morning I wake up to the sound of bells tolling.  Whether they are ringing in the Palazzo Vecchio, or from a church across the river, the sound always manages to travel across the city to my ears.  The sound of the bells tolling makes me feel safe.  They remind me of where I am, and how fortunate I am to be living in Florence.  They remind me of the life that I have here; free of worry of what chaos I will be faced with in the day, free of toxic misplaced anger and free to live life rather than fearing life.

The bells tolling also tuck me in each night.  The comforting sound feeling like a cozy blanket enwrapping me, making me feel that it is safe to sleep peacefully. 

While the bells tolling mark the hour of the day, for me they also mark freedom, peace, happiness and safety.