Marianne Moore said, "The cure for loneliness is solitude." Ortega y Gasset said, "A bore is someone who fails to provide companionship while robbing you of your solitude." When I retired, I took a monastic vow of silence and solitude, which means "Nothing social." With "social" meaning "anything other than family." The best part is no parties. No, the best part is looking out the window when I'm not on my way somewhere else. Solitude allows me the privilege of being where I am. And it reduces the amount of noise, complexity and drama considerably. Increasing the time available for emptiness, stillness and silence. The foundation of balance and harmony. The doorway to life and light and peace. But. It does not prevent the DMV from intruding into your life. And. It helps to have people honor your wishes. Reminding me of my favorite of the Biblical commandments, and this one did not make the Top Ten: "Thou shalt not remove thy neighbor's landmark!"
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I am growing towards that goal in retirement.