I like to think that we can all stand tall and proud in our lives.
We are social beings and need others around us, but not always.
To be alone, means to recharge, refocus, and steady our beating hearts. Some don’t like it.
Personally, I thrive on it. I’m also smart enough to recognize those around me who hold me up when I can’t do it alone. I’m the perfect paradox of a social loner. I embrace and relish them both.
I was reminded of this as I was walking the other day and saw this lone flower. It’s bright beauty still shone through, and perhaps even more so since it didn’t have to compete.
Then I went further down the road and spotted this Inuksuk. Again, all alone but peaceful and sturdy.
Somehow, these struck me in their powerful stance to remind me that we’re all alone at times. Be it physically or with our thoughts.
I breathed the whimsy of thought and presentation–one natural and the other man made–as I continued on my walk.
I probably wouldn’t have noticed them had they been amongst a crowd.
Just saying. Happy Wednesday.
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