The Hermits Ledge
The Work No One Sees: What Autumn Moths Taught Me About Solitude
I almost missed it, a moth clinging to a dried stalk, tiny and committed to its solitary work. I felt an unexpected kinship. Like that moth, I'm doing work no one sees. Last week: hospital, chest pain, stress. That's when it hit me: I need to be more like the moth and find meaning in my solitude.