I love people. I love my family, my children . . . but inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that's where you renew your springs that never dry up.
I'm still trying to decide how I feel about it. Part of me shouts an exuberant YES, and that certainly resonates with the part of me that's exploring my own creativity. I've got projects again, after several years of putting them off, and I'm learning to own them as an important part of who I am rather than seeing those desires as an imposition on my time. And they are mostly a solitary pursuit, which I am finding strangely fulfilling.
On the other hand, how sad that she couldn't find renewal in company. As an extrovert, I definitely get energy from being with others. And while I have certainly had epiphanies and spiritual moments in private, I find that it helps me to find "Jesus with skin on" from time to time to mediate between the chaos in my head and the voice of the Spirit.
I may have to sleep on this...