Simplicity

There’s a great revelation in how much gets done in a period of intentional celibacy. My swivelly head has a rest, there’s peace of mind, and time to focus on projects and individual creativity. Being single is decisive; fewer pulls on my time in the absence of drama, deceit and the seemingly endless focus on ‘working things through’ in relationships going nowhere. There’s a simplicity to my energy, body and mind being my own. My love and intelligence are freer, a cut glass vase returned from conflicting mush. It’s a compelling choice, a place of satisfaction, direction and purpose rather than lack, criticism and longing.