Companion. Solitude. The Home as a Studio. Collaborative. Communal spirit.
The key is to understand that seeking solitude in a positive way is good for the soul. The path to this joy of solitude is loving your own company.
I'm enjoying rereading her book, I wait on my cup of coffee to brew this morning. The office is empty and I enjoy the silence, the soft morning light and peopling watch through the glass pane of the office door basking in my solitude before the weekday morning rush.
On afternoons I come to a studio full of stillness. I meet the windows closed, hear only silence and wonder what magic will I fill my evening with. The silence can be deafening even melancholy and it can be silence you can dance in. Dance in your afternoon silence.
Make rituals of your afternoon silence
Perhaps it's all you can do, live in the moment and the silence.
Just as with an aging rose I am drawn into my darkness. I wanted to feel it all. I knew it would last longer that I could bear and I wanted to experience it's deepest depths. I believed one day I would be, too, overwhelmed by joy. I believe I'd have had so much darkness that all I'd crave for, plan for and welcome would be light. I was felling all of my grief and that was okay. I wanted to. I learned that feeling it was the key to freedom from it.
One of my favourite Poems
Here feels so much less than a home and more like a creative space. You'd not find sugar or milk in the pantry or fridge. It's a place where I play and mess up, clean up and try new things. The green wall, move around the plants and furniture, observe where the light falls and fills. Experiment.
With love from Freeport