I shut the door of musts and oughts and slip into solitude. Struggling with self, I choose to enjoy diving deep into a richness of inner tranquility. Crippling staccato noise jars the creative flow starving for the cadence of uninterrupted silence weaving threads of thoughts into a wholesome wholeness. I listen attentively to the subtle sounds of the Spirit moving obstinate obstacles far away from the path to unity with the Divine Mystery. Free from a fractured world I sip on the springs of spiritual life hidden in the depths discovering in the solitude of self the solitude of God. Walking on mental and spiritual toes this dynamic of emptying helps me explore venues of solitude transcending the ordinary with a new found compassion. The heart of the Gospel message rings in ears now attuned to holy whispers till I arrive breathless on the shore of being.