Updated December 29, 2009
Updated December 29, 2009
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Journal Notes
On the pages of this section you will read of love given to different men. Each
love had its joys and sorrows -
A portrait of a spirit in anguish at having a glimpse of what could be, what should be, without the understanding or will to make it so. (1987)
This lament has been put up for public view simply because I know other people feel as I did; that the weight of responsibility feels like it will crush our very soul. But I am here in this time and place to tell you that I am well, happy and content. And so will you be. Circumstances may or may not change, but perspective can and does change, if we let it.
When my boys read this piece they both told me that what memories they had of this Christmas were good ones, which just amazed me. And yet, looking back at it now I can see behind the scenes and know that the sky of my life at that time was covered in grey and black clouds. Not the least of these clouds was disappointment with my father drinking again after a year of sobriety.
A very short note on love and marriage.
A journal note started on oral fixation that took a sharp turn into a corridor of pain travelled in private from childhood.
Although written in 1982, the words remain true for me today. This particular piece was written with a magic pen, a state when words of insight and understanding flow onto the page without conscious thought.