This post was prompted by a discussion with a friend who recently faced the tragedy of suicide of a known person. Prayers to the departed soul.
"If you're lonely when you're alone, you're in bad company."
Jean-Paul Sartre
In the vast theater of existence, where the spotlight often shines on the camaraderie of the crowd, there exists a poignant, silent stage for those who find themselves alone, unclaimed by the world. The intricate tapestry of solitude, the profound beauty that resides within the realms of being unneeded and the resilient spirit it births is something I often ponder about, albeit in pain.
The Silent Symphony of Solitude
In the stillness of solitude, one can hear the whispers of their own soul. It's in these moments, when the world turns a blind eye, that you discover the most profound truths about yourself. Embracing solitude is not about being alone but rather finding solace in your own company.
The Shadow Dance of Unwantedness
"Loneliness is a sign you are in desperate need of yourself."
Rupi Kaur
Unwantedness, often perceived as a wound to the spirit, can be a canvas for self-discovery. It is a space where you're not defined by anyone else's expectations, a chance to redefine your own narrative. In these moments, you become your own muse, your own hero.
Hope - will keep us alive
"Even the darkest night will end, and the sun will rise."
Victor Hugo
Solitude is not synonymous with surrender. It's a battleground where the fiercest battles are fought, not against external adversaries but against inner demons. In these moments, you unearth the hero within, rising from your ashes with newfound strength. Solitude can be the dark night, and your resilience, the sunrise.
In a world that often measures worth through the eyes of others, being unwanted can be a revelation. It teaches you the importance of self-love, a lesson beautifully captured by RuPaul: "If you can't love yourself, how in the hell you gonna love somebody else?" Embracing your uniqueness becomes an act of defiance, a rebellion against societal norms.
Oddly enough, the journey through solitude can be the bridge to greater empathy. It offers the gift of understanding, a deeper connection with the struggles of others who walk the path less taken.
In the end, solitude is not about isolation; it's about freedom. It's the canvas upon which you paint the masterpiece of your life. It's the stage where you dance to your own rhythm, where your footsteps echo the anthem of resilience. As the great poet Maya Angelou said,
In the symphony of existence, every note, whether played in solitude or in the grand orchestra of society, has its unique resonance. Solitude, far from being a void, is a canvas waiting for you to paint your masterpiece. It's the place where you discover the depths of your soul, where you find the strength to rise, and where you become the hero of your own story. In solitude, you are not alone; you are simply in the company of the most remarkable person you will ever meet—yourself.