“Certain springs are tapped only when we are alone. The artist knows he must be alone to create; the writer, to work out his thoughts; the musician to compose; the saint, to pray. But women need solitude in order to find again the true essence of themselves…
…The problem is not entirely in finding a room of one’s own or the time alone, difficult and necessary as this is. The problem is more how to still the soul in the midst of its activities. In fact the problem is how to feed the soul.” – Anne Morrow Lindbergh
I love my life. I do. I’m blessed beyond measure and am surrounded by love. One day I’ll look up and see my three grown children all around me and I’ll wonder where the time went. I’ll miss them and want them to come home more often. I know it.
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Nevertheless, right now I treasure my limited alone time as a necessity right up there with water and food. I crave it and look forward to it the way men looking forward to their semi-weekly roll in the hay.
Did you know that “privacy deprivation syndrome” is actually a thing? Symptoms include increasing resentment, mood swings, chronic fatigue, and depression. (source: Simple Abundance)
This is common particularly among high-achieving women who are high on internal and external demands, and low on the self-preservation skills that are necessary to stay afloat. These women (we) complain that the first thing sacrificed is private time and private pleasures.
