Anger - at the awful, wonderful, immense uncertainty of life - is a wonderful thing. It burned through my fear, dismissed my questions and finally brought me back to someone I had lost a long, long time ago, a part of myself that had been buried under the ever-a creating roles we adopt as we grow up and older: gawky adolescent, anarchic young flirt, wife, mother, aging middle - aged woman, what I found at the heart of the fear and the pain was a small fragile furious being, one without roles, without insecurities, without ever the corset of self-consciousness, a being who wanted nothing more than to live, a self who would fight on her own terms, blindly, willfully, and obstinately, and wasnt afraid to do so. I was overwhelmed by the tenderness I felt for that creature. Quote- Lynn Darling
Posted on: Mon, 05 May 2014 14:51:04 +0000
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