Reflection on Solitude

​I think of solitude as a comfortable companion and trusty friend who will not judge if I remain quiet for hours. It isn’t being lonely but becoming one with one’s self rediscovering that dewy moment of peace so hard to find in our frenzied world. Solitude is often hidden within silent walls, rolling meadows, rippling streams and smiling flowers. A busy square, quiet pond, the desert. The trick is to recognize what uplifts the spirit.