Here’s what I’m learning this week:
I need more sleep than I usually allow myself. Much more.
Solitude really matters. I really need sufficient time away from people, projects, words – even from books. The longer I am alone, the more I am able to let go of all the ways I’m bracing myself, clinging on, holding back. The less obsessive I am. The more keenly alive. And I’m kinder – to myself and others – when I’ve had time to encounter myself more fully.
There is little that is more opening than a wide sky – whether blue with high clouds or speckled with stars.
And there is little that restores me to myself more than trees, silence, and the sea.
Beautiful
Thank you, Natasha
Justin
Justin – A beautiful post which is one I have printed off to read regularly. William Defoe