No Man is an Island

As a young girl in high school, and boarding school I recalled singing this song in assembly

Some wildflower I captured while roving with my camera

It meant nothing to me then, but as I got older the words resonated in more ways than one. Artists or creative people, tend to have quirks not many will understand. I have often said ” I walk alone”…and I enjoy being alone.  To my mother ( now deceased), I am an introvert, yes, I like to go off in that place where no one else is allowed, and then bring something beautiful out. I can be a social butterfly when I want (but honestly, then I feel like I am on a stage, so it does not happen often)
Over the years I realized I am not an island…..Think for a moment about an island, it is surround by water, but under the surface it is connected to a greater mass of land, (the earth) though seemingly isolated it is connected.
We may stand alone as an island but we are part of something greater.