It is a daily struggle for me to discern what an authentic life means for me. Mostly, I have relied on the vision and insight of others to help me determine what it means to be truly alive. Some of them have been partners with whom I felt more secure in sorting out what I want to be at any given time.
I am aware that this desire to have partners still lingers, but it has changed in how I live it out.
More and more I am bent to seek my own experience and counsel. I rely more on what is genuine to my own eyes. All my life I have been resolute in doing what I chose and wanted. The input and guidance of others has been a significant factor.
I seem more at home now in the solitude I have chosen. While I am very willing to allow others to enter that solitary space, it is not so much to shape my life as to share and enjoy. What a difference solitude makes.