Enough

Enough. Enough with the boxes, the packing, the dumpsters and the realtors (nothing personal Elaine). Enough with the strange people knocking at my door everyday or randomly appearing in my back yard asking “Hey… you wanna get rid of that car?, “You wanna get rid of that lawn mower?” There comes a time when a person just has to reconnect with who they are and not necessarily with what they have to do.

My son, Puck, came back home this last weekend and stayed until this morning. I suppose, in fact I know, that reclaiming time for himself is in part the general purpose of these visits. He, like me, needs to re-calibrate his mind. To quietly read a book and listen to what the words say. Take an uninterrupted nap in the shade of our apple tree. To quite literally come home to both a place and a space within himself.

This is not to say that this constitutes a lack of love for our friends or a rampant lack of responsibility for our jobs, lives and commitments. We just simply need to be able to shut off our cell phones and be envelop ourselves in solitude. And, it is this alone time that prepares us and makes us warriors in life.  I am now in need of that time. I want to sit outside and write to my heart’s content. I want to get all the words out of me and share them with the world. I want to read that book, take that nap, sit on the grass and meditate without distraction. It’s all required and when the time is over… I’ll come out better, faster, stronger and smarter.