“Solitude gives birth to the original in us, to beauty unfamiliar and perilous – to poetry. But also, it gives birth to the opposite: to the perverse, the illicit, the absurd.”
―Thomas Mann
What does solitude give birth to in you?
In the beginning was the Word…declares the Gospel of John, but it never says exactly what word that might be. It’s as hard to imagine a single word that would launch creation as it is to picture the Big Bang, in which Nothing exploded into Something. Such is the nature of beginnings.
What single word evokes the sense or experience of a new beginning for you?