While traveling solo in Cusco, Peru, in the fall of 2008, I experienced a period of loneliness like never before. I felt that a companion was missing to share the joy, excitement, compassion, and adrenaline rush of the adventure. A traveling partner who could feel, taste, and experience the profound significance of my heart for the journey. My heart ached, was weak, and confused. I was longing for intimacy.  In a frightening moment of loneliness and desperation I started to read ‘Never Alone’ by Joseph F. Girzone. I had tossed the book in the bag at the last minute while packing at home in Oregon before the long trip began; the title had intrigued me.  The content of the book’s dedication provided a deep relief to my heart’s loneliness:

“I dedicate this book to my Friend who is always by my side and in my heart, who is never far when I am lonely and confused, who always gives peace to my soul when I am troubled and frightened, and fearful of the future. I share with Him my deepest secrets, my joys, my sorrow, my accomplishments, my shame. He always understands. He never accuses or criticizes, but often suggests a different way of doing things. When He does, He inevitable prepares the way so it is not as impossible as I thought it might be. Over the years I have learned to trust Him. It was not easy. I thought that in following Him I would have to give up all the fun in my life, but I found that He was all the Source of all joy and adventure, and, indeed, He turned my life into a great adventure at a time when I thought it was about to come to an end. I would like to suggest that He could become your friend, too, if you would like Him to be. Do not be afraid; He will respect your freedom and independence more than anyone you have ever met, because He created you to be free. He just wants more than anything that you will accept Him as your friend. If you do, I can promise you, you will never be alone.”

 Although I may be surrounded by people who genuinely appreciate, respect, and love me; there are periods of time when I am, and will, be alone, and sometimes filled with thoughts of confusion. I have carried this book with me on my trips since then as a constant reminder of its significance and lesson learned. The profound intimacy that I share with Him is not humanly possible or experienced; no matter how much I deeply treasure and love people.

                                                 Alone I came into the world,

                                                 Alone with my thoughts I live,

                                                 Alone with my thoughts I grow,

                                                 Alone with my thoughts I die,

                                                 But I will never be alone.

                                                                          Composed by José in an ‘alone’ moment.

 José, live from the Sacred Valley

5 thoughts on “NEVER ALONE

  • April 17, 2010 at 7:27 pm

    getting to know one’s “self” is not always easy. we are so distracted by work, life, people, t.v., computers, etc. and so traveling can prompt the self reflection in so many deep ways. you are privileged to be able to do this. i think one of your gifts is to also challenge others to experience that as well. i do have issues with the “He” part though! it assumes god is male? but the book sounds lovely. big hugs to you and your awareness. enjoy loving yourself.

  • April 20, 2010 at 2:13 am

    HEY, YOU ARE A GOOD EDITOR, I’ll be very curious how long will it go…..

  • April 20, 2010 at 2:18 am

    indeed, and could you believe I haven’t watch a single tv program since i arrived to the sacred Valley. i do agree with you with the ‘He’ part.
    Like you said; to challenge others to experience their own……..

  • April 23, 2010 at 2:08 am

    jose, i’m just now seeing these comments. i will write more tonight or the morning. i know it’s such a pull for your heart — 2 places that you love. it’s important that you stay connected on this end too. i’ve been eating kale straight from the garden — yummy. i had ‘red’ quinoi the other night. what sorts of food are you having? all is well. i’m beginning to come alive again!


  • May 19, 2010 at 5:23 pm

    The quiet aloneness, as I sit here in my Wed. morning quiet space in the middle of my week, trying to find through the noises of work and self I have generated, the soft, quiet aloneness that is so elusive, scary and ultimately comforting in a way that experiences “the friend” , the spirit that links us all. I hope that I, we can support each other in sitting still without interruptions to find that source and allow it to wash over and through us like a warm, refreshing summer rain.

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