I’m a natural hermit. I love my quiet alone time, going for a hike with my dog, having a coffee in the early morning, reading in my bedroom…I could sit for hours by myself, in quiet, for days on end and it wouldn’t bother me.
It took me years to realize that I was an introvert running from my quiet-time. I would wonder why I was feeling exhausted, but the next thing you’d know, I’d be planning more events.
It wasn’t until God literally took my feet from under me that I had a chance to stop and consider what truly fed my personality and soul.
After having a knee injury I was forced into sitting on the couch and taking time off of work. Three months was a long time for me to do nothing, and it was only because of God that I was able to get through.
Instead of dealing with my issues by working more or going for a run to process, I was forced into relying on God to give me peace and to carry me through emotional turmoil.
Do you ever find that your most meaningful lessons are ones you’re forced into?
I have slowly learned to make boundaries around my quiet time. In order to still my mind in this busy world, I need to prioritize time to read, hike, be still and listen to nature. Often, enforcing these boundaries has been me with opposition. Many people don’t understand the need to be alone. But if I’m meant to be a healthy me, it’s a must.
What boundaries have you learned to create for yourself?