Most times I find myself alone.

My best times are with myself.

Yet my world is surrounded by people.

People I love and cherish.

People who love me wholeheartedly as well.

People I make cameo appearances in their lives.

Whom we have shared best laughs and silent cries.

Who hold my heart dearly in theirs.

Whose hearts I hold dearly in mine.

Who appreciate even singular encounters that turned strangers into friends. Family. Lovers. Teachers. Learners. Acquaintances. Everything.

Being invited to share and be part of special moments is a daily.

Being able to honour every invitation is a rarity.

Today, I accept that I cannot be all to all.

I cannot honour my most pressing need and not shatter another loved one’s hope or desire or plea.

Yet in all these needs, I honour the need to be myself wherever I land.

Coz I’m a hermit. We all are.

The first and last relationship, need, love I have is myself.

“What is this song you play? Where did you learn this marvellous dance? How did you do it in this valley? Please can you show us how to do it and sing the song for us?”

Well, can I really show you how to do it if you are not in the valley yourself? Did I take notes on how to do it? Do you want to get into this deep pit of a valley just to learn a deadly dance with a very high risk of demise?

Such is the mystery of life.

Each experience builds strength that cannot be transferred to another for life is an individual experience.

Draw strength from all that surrounds you, see it for the lesson it brings and the resilience it builds.

Embrace the applause when you reach the sun, out of the deep dark valley, for it never shines 24 hours a day. Soon enough, sure enough, the sun will set and the moon will rise.

Surely it is normal to be in the middle of the darkest night and still be hopeful for sunrise.