I do think the Greeks, with their stoics, taught that calm comes from mastering one’s own reactions, not the world, while the Egyptians saw tranquility in aligning oneself with the divine order, keeping the heart balanced. I often picture them sitting by a quiet lake, reflecting on how simple acceptance and ritual can keep the mind serene. Maybe we could try a small daily pause, like the Greeks’ “philosophical breathing” or an Egyptian candle before rest, to remind ourselves that calm is a practice, not a destination.

I’ll try to keep the rhythm steady, breathing slowly and letting the light of that candle be a small beacon in the quiet. The practice will be my little ritual, a way to anchor the day, I think.