We are all, in the last analysis, alone. How one hates to think of oneself as alone. How one avoids it – it seems to imply rejection or unpopularity.
We seem so frightened today of being alone that we never let it happen. Even if family, friends and movies should fail, there is still the radio and television to fill up the void.
Women, who used to complain of loneliness, need never be alone any more. We can do our housework with soap-opera heroes at our side. Even day-dreaming was more creative than this; it demanded something of oneself and it fed the inner life. Now, instead of planting our own dream blossoms, we choke the space with continuous music, chatter and companionship to which we do not even listen. It is simply there to fill the vacuum. When the noise stops there is no inner music to take its place.
We must re-learn to be alone.
Anne Morrow Lindberg