Solitude

There is some great advice on the ‘net about solitude. Something that is increasingly coming to the fore every day for me. BecomingMinimalist has some nice tips by Joshua Becker. Allow your mind to wander and don’t worry if you fall asleep. 2 things that happen to me more often than not. However, perhaps I need to give myself more time.

I Walk Alone

I like this song. Especially sung by Jorn. He has a great voice, in my opinion. It's not just that though. It's a strong song. Quite powerful and his voice just exudes power. Unfortunately I can't find a good video of him singing it, so here's one with Tarja.

I like listening to it when I'm on my own. It does make me wonder though, am I brainwashing myself to be alone?

Oscar Wilde

“Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.”

~ Oscar Wilde

Peace

Questions, questions. So many that have moved me away from moving toward for inner peace. Time to move back to peace, quiet, calm and solitude.

Time for a 5 minute break and listen….

Being positive

I’m not anti-social. I’m pro-solitude

Tranquility

I’d thought about going here, to the Intercontinental Resort & Spa for the last 2 years. It seems so tranquil. A place to go and unwind from day to day life. Just me. To relax. To BE. But the thought of spending so much on a holiday would eat at my conscience, beautiful as it is. Perhaps one day.

William Wordsworth

A great poem to read every so often. Sounds blissful.

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed–and gazed–but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

My Hero

This article in GQ was such a wonderful read. Something to p/wonder.

I was thinking that sometimes it's always nice to get away from people but would it be that important to stay away from people? Perhaps, where I am, I have the best of both worlds. A quiet village down a road that not many travel. Perhaps I should build my very own sanctuary right here. A small shed, with bushes and trees so that I can be alone, inside or out.

Now, how about mentally or spiritually? Where would I go?

Walking

I like walking. Ideally going nowhere but on my lunchtime stroll it was nice to get away from work and step between the trees trying to stay in the shade because it’s just too darn hot. Breathing in fresh air, listening. I was once asked which would I prefer to lose. Sight or sound. I decided on sight mainly because I’d miss the music, but on reflection, it would still be sight but more because of the sound of life happening around me that I’d miss.

Although losing sound would be peaceful and quiet

Avoidance

An interesting thing just happened to me today. I was getting the car out of the garage and went to open the gates between the property and the road and heard voices of people walking up the road. So I waited out of sight until they had passed before opening the gates.

“Good Morning!” Just does not interest me anymore.