It blocks the rumble of the city with the sound of constant running water, and in keeping with my general state of whimsy the turtle and the gargoyles have gravitated toward this epicentre of my outdoor world. The small daisies I find along the park side after the grass has been cut and I just can’t bear to leave them to be pounded underfoot. Please, sit here with me awhile and enjoy the moment.
The Temple of Solace is one of the jewels in the crown of the Soul Food Cafe an internationally acclaimed site catering for writers and artists. It is a quiet haven, a place where people from all over the world can find respite and solace.
In this time of Global chaos take the slower path, reside in the Temple of Solace and learn the art of comfort rugging. It might just provide comfort, solace and make all the difference to the lives of others and ultimately, to your own.
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