This piece is about my experience in the summer of 2019 when I was living alone and away from friends and family for the first time and had begun to attend Kabbalat Shabbat services weekly for the first time as well. Every Friday night the Rabbi – Rabbi Darah Lerner – would invite us to take a moment, to get comfortable in our seats, and to sit in silence with ourselves as a resting arrival at the end of the work week. This was painful. I found that it hurt to sit with myself in silence, and each week I would be on the verge of tears in less than a minute’s time trying to sit silently with my own existence. This experience was a wake up call that I needed to do some serious self-searching and to change the course of my life, as it was then, to reflect what was important to me. "Sometimes things must crumble to make way for the new," reads the poem. This was the beginning of my journey of turning towards myself, of listening to my inner voice, so that I could sit with myself, witness myself and my life, and be at peace.