(one of the good things FB does is re-post some of my old entries. I like this one.)
I wonder which is preferable, to walk around all your life swollen up with your own secrets until you burst from the pressure of them, or to have them sucked out of you, every paragraph, every sentence, every word of them, so at the end you're depleted of all that was once as precious to you as hoarded gold, as close to you as your skin - everything that was of the deepest importance to you, everything that made you cringe and wish to conceal, everything that belonged to you alone - and must spend the rest of your days like an empty sack flapping in the wind, an empty sack branded with a bright fluorescent label so that everyone will know what sort of secrets used to be inside you? This is from Margaret Atwood
Really? On first reading I love the idea of this quote but then...? I'd love to have all my secrets sucked out of me. Secrets are not all that precious. The stuff I wished to conceal when I was trying to make my way, I gladly reveal now. I like to sit around. I'm an emotional eater. I am not against lying although I'm recently adverse to stealing. I have intimacy problems. I'm full of shame sometimes. Every successful social encounter leaves me feeling filthy. Yes, filthy. I still talk too much. So what? 'So what' to everything. I call it my "so what" cure.
There are still scenes from the past that make me cringe. Cringe as in hunching my shoulders inward and turning to confront myself. When I write that sentence the scenes become insignificant. I call this my "state exactly what is troubling you and it will diminish" cure.
The things that are precious to me, images that I remember with a full heart are not secrets at all. They are small ephemeral moments that catch someone close to me stunned by life. Yes, life can stun you, good or bad. In that moment, there are no secrets - just you and the thing itself. And you can recover. You can recover from almost anything.
I recently saw The Master, and the best scene in that movie is when Phillip Seymour Hoffman sits very close to Joaquin Phoenix and asks him the sort of questions that I wish someone would ask me.
What is the most important thing in your life? What do you wish would happen more than anything in the world? What makes you most afraid?
The answers are not the answers of old: children, health, accidents.
The most important thing in my life is the ability to keep on going. More than anything in the world I wish to know myself better. I am most afraid of fulfilling my childhood dreams.
Really? On first reading I love the idea of this quote but then...? I'd love to have all my secrets sucked out of me. Secrets are not all that precious. The stuff I wished to conceal when I was trying to make my way, I gladly reveal now. I like to sit around. I'm an emotional eater. I am not against lying although I'm recently adverse to stealing. I have intimacy problems. I'm full of shame sometimes. Every successful social encounter leaves me feeling filthy. Yes, filthy. I still talk too much. So what? 'So what' to everything. I call it my "so what" cure.
There are still scenes from the past that make me cringe. Cringe as in hunching my shoulders inward and turning to confront myself. When I write that sentence the scenes become insignificant. I call this my "state exactly what is troubling you and it will diminish" cure.
The things that are precious to me, images that I remember with a full heart are not secrets at all. They are small ephemeral moments that catch someone close to me stunned by life. Yes, life can stun you, good or bad. In that moment, there are no secrets - just you and the thing itself. And you can recover. You can recover from almost anything.
I recently saw The Master, and the best scene in that movie is when Phillip Seymour Hoffman sits very close to Joaquin Phoenix and asks him the sort of questions that I wish someone would ask me.
What is the most important thing in your life? What do you wish would happen more than anything in the world? What makes you most afraid?
The answers are not the answers of old: children, health, accidents.
The most important thing in my life is the ability to keep on going. More than anything in the world I wish to know myself better. I am most afraid of fulfilling my childhood dreams.
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