“Being alone is an art, and it deserves attention.”
Solitude in December feels different.
It’s deeper.
Quieter.
More reflective.
Being alone doesn’t mean you’re unloved.
It means you’re learning to hear yourself.
It means you’re learning to enjoy your own company.
It means you’re creating a home inside yourself that no one can take away.
Sit with yourself kindly.
Let silence become a friend.
You are more whole
than you’ve ever realized.
Gentle practice:
Do one small thing alone today that feels nourishing:
tea, a walk, a bath, a song, a journal page.
-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, we’ll talk about chosen togetherness, the kind that doesn’t drain.








