It’s a silent night. I sit quietly on my bed and witness the changing colors of the sky. I’m also alone, far away from home … far away from loved ones. I’m only human … so the heart aches and the eyes grow moist at times. But I also know this loneliness is a gift.
Loneliness is not alone … it comes with clarity, inspiration, and a deep sense of love. The kind of love that is not bound by the limitations of the physical reality we live in. The love that fills my heart with joy by simply knowing that at the end of this I’ll meet my loved ones once again. The love that opens up my heart to inspiration. The love that gives me enough clarity to follow my inspiration.
And through this silence … through this loneliness … I grow … bit by bit.
