Alone

The Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines alone as: separated from others.

Being separated from others is a feeling many do not like. Being alone is quiet.
Being alone leaves you solely with your thoughts & self. Being alone requires you to focus on thyself. This is the time in which we must rely, love and protect ourselves. Being alone is a scary place; it brings about our vulnerabilities. Being alone takes us to that place we often avoid due to fear.
Being alone allows us to love our self. We spend most our lifetime loving others; we often neglect our self while expecting for someone else to fill the void. No one can fill a void that you can not fill on your own. In order to get the job done; you may have to get dirty.

I learned being alone is not so bad. Being alone doesn't mean I am sad or depressed. Being alone allowed me to focus on myself. Being alone allowed me to push myself to the finish line. Being alone allowed me a different view. I was looking from the outside in. I was listening and learning because there was no noise trying to poison me with their opinions or "realities."

Being alone is something that is sort of frowned upon. However not all those who wander are lost. Perhaps being alone for a season or two is just what the body needs to replenish itself. Its better to be alone than in bad company. Not everyone who wants to be around you is worthy of your time.

Being alone allows us to enjoy the Journey; not the destination. Being alone means you are okay with getting to the finish line and not seeing anyone there. Being alone allows us to hear the noise we want to hear. You can hear nature going on around you; or you can hear the loud thoughts in your head. Being alone we can shut those thoughts off and indulge in the sight and sounds around.

            I learned
                          Being alone can be very powerful.

REFLECTION

Bringing it back to basics. It has been close to 1 year since I have blogged. Sometimes taking a break from everything is what our body needs. Stopping to smell the flowers is something that most of us do not take time out to do. I would stop to listen to others more often than I would like but never took the time to listen to myself. 

I thought I lost myself or was losing myself; in reality I was finding a new part of myself that I didn't know existed.

I had a routine; this routine was very strict. I knew day to day what I was doing and prepared the day before for the next day. It was just something that kept me sane. I got trapped in my routine, it became my comfort zone. Comfort Zones are where dreams go to die. This comfort zone was a little different. I got closer with myself. 

Although I was working out, going to school, being a full time mom, and doing much more, I still felt like I was not doing enough. I was not being nice myself and I started to ignore my intuition. I soon learned this was not a bad thing. The darkest hour is just before dawn. 

I began to protect myself. I was selfish with my time and began redirecting my energy. I walked on many eggshells hoping to please those who ultimately didn't matter. I closed doors that I thought I couldn't. I ended the run on chapters. Sometimes we hold on to our comfort zones so tight; they end up suffocating us. 

The caterpillar does not get any credit; while the butterfly is admired. In order for the butterfly to obtain its beauty it has to start from the larvae and progress throughout the different stages. Giving up would be the easy thing to do. People are secretly waiting for you to fail. We must remember in order to win we must fail. Just when you want to give up is when the miracle happens. 

Just before the butterfly can fly it has to take the leap.