Make time for solitude

... of meditation in morning. It’s wonderful. As long as I make the time.

Dad’s here, the little one’s out of school. This goal will be on hold for a bit.

I retreated to the arboretum for some quiet reflection amongst the sun poppies and bush lupines.

I find time alone very hard to come by, and yet it’s always been like oxygen to me. Lately it’s been occurring to me that, in solitude, I’m almost always in a state of “flow.” (Flow is when you’re so engaged in what you’re doing, you lose track of time.)

When I’m alone, I’m always deep in some creative project, deep in a flow-state. I wonder whether, if I could find flow with other people around me, it might give me the same restorative benefits I get from solidute.

I’ll explore this and report back . . . .