“The conditions of a solitary bird are five:

First, that it flies to the highest point.

Second, that it does not seek after company, not even its own kind.

Third, that it aims its beak to the wind.

Fourth, that it has no definite color.

Fifth, that it sings very sweetly.”

“St. John of the Cross: Sayings of Light and Love”

Though I’m not a solitary bird, I embrace my solitude.

I do not seek for comprehension and compassion, though I enjoy very much giving them to others.

I guess the secret of genuine solitude is being able not to expect or miss anything where it cannot be found.

It’s being able to move forward solo when what you need cannot be found where you are.