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| The Mystery within... |
Loneliness is almost never an issue for me. I am guessing that’s because it is really
hard for me to find time to do what I want to do like writing another
book. Keeping up the house, yard, and
myself, and being on-call for others can be all time and energy consuming. But I did feel lonely last night and felt its
value.
I decided to forego a weekend trip up north with my daughter
and son’s family and just stay home alone with my yellow lab Oliver, and
daughter’s cat Zu Zu, and the tick tock of my grandfather clock. But as the day progressed and my writing didn’t
I began second guessing my decision. By
evening I was feeling lonely and wondered where the lesson is in that feeling.
So I took a bike ride at dusk, my favorite time of day. All the chaotic dysfunction I was missing out
on became apparent as I rode in the quiet near evening. I valued that revelation and am hoping I can
embrace more of the chaotic dysfunction when they all return.
What if we could experience the value in loneliness more
often?
