In light of a conversation I had last night about the importance of time spent with oneself, I woke up this morning even more appreciative of what that time spent in solitude with the self has allowed me to become.
I am thankful for the strength that my alone time has helped me grow, for the wisdom it has imparted on me, and for the life and grace that continuously get replenished in that space. Being with myself is my safe haven in a world that is sometimes just too much. I am a much better human (soul) when I move at a slower pace, slow is not lazy, for me it is sexy, and also necessary for my solitary self to be able to fully engage in this thing called life. -tM