“Writing is a solitary business. It takes over your life. In some sense, a writer has no life of his own. Even when he’s there, he’s not really there.” Paul Auster My exercise class is a group of women from the community who were instructed early on and who now self-direct. It makes for […]
Analysis Paralysis
February 24, 2012 by 12 Comments
I strive to be alone much of the time. Being alone is so easy. Being alone is not so easy. It’s according to the day. And it depends on my own judgment. There are days when I soar. I revel in freedom. The sun shines. I stride through the crisp air thinking meditative or creative […]
Thoughts on Solitude
March 27, 2010 by Leave a Comment
Solitude has always been a prize for me to accumulate and treasure. It’s like a mellow breeze or warm water on my toes…almost nothingness but creating a sensation of pleasure. The thought of it brings joy. I’m learning that although I like to be alone, I’m used to snatching moments here and there. I’m unaccustomed […]
Meditation as a Way of Life
February 12, 2010 by 1 Comment
Many of my days here are like a retreat. I wake in the morning to the roosters crowing. As I lie in the dark cave of my mosquito netting, I go through my mental family album. I lovingly wrap each one of you in my thoughts, prayers and thanksgiving for the day. I don’t know […]
