Where do you find peace?
Is it an actual place?
Or is it an inner feeling?
What do I feel?
I feel FANTASTIC!
I am alone,
with just me for company.
I can tidy away dishes and clothes,
and guess what?
The house stays tidy.
I can go to the bathroom,
and no one calls me.
I can sit down to eat,
and my food is not out of date when I finish.
I can think.
The contrast is huge.
During the long Summer holidays just passed,
between the months of May and September,
I was alone on just one occasion,
and that was just for a few hours.
Apart from that I rarely spent any time,
with just me.
Initially I mourned the return of my children to school.
Today I mourn the fact,
that my two remaining children,
are getting a half day.
Less time with just me!
I can remember when I was young,
I craved solitude.
We were a big family,
and time alone was next to impossible.
I used to take the car,
and drive to the Dublin mountains.
I knew a spot where no one went.
I would have my old fashioned walkman,
and with the music blaring,
I would ramble.
I rarely met another soul.
On one such a day,
I had walked a long way,
when I heard music.
I followed the sound,
and there in the middle of the mountains,
next to a stream,
was a man sitting playing the bagpipes.
Not an instrument common to Ireland,
and not one easy to carry such a distance.
I did not talk with him.
I just sat and listened from a distance.
I then carried on walking,
the sound of the bagpipes,
echoing all around me.
The sound of the music,
seemed to blend beautifully,
with the breathtaking views.
Sometimes, when I am alone in my own home,
I remember that day.
I remember the mountains,
the view, the piper and the sense of peace.
And I remember what I felt..
It was contentment.
Being alone allows me to remember.
I am content.