This was written in June 2004 and posted in \u00a0September 2011. I read it and was almost moved to tears by the sentence beginning “Dear Jenny, I do love you…” I feel like a very different person, looking at Jenny, and being able to accept everything, everything, seeing her as worthwhile.<\/p>\n
Rough day yesterday.\u00a0 A lot of fear & sense of alienation from my life.\u00a0 A beautiful day but I wasn\u2019t really present to it, etc.\u00a0 A lot of pain about the ecological crisis, letter from Barbara Kingsolver about the animal species headed for extinction, the potential disaster of global warming \u2014 and feeling bad again about my house, so unsustainably built \u2014 It occurred to me this morning that my house is like me<\/a> \u2014 a mixed bag of creativity and health and disfunction.\u00a0 I can love it, even tho it\u2019s not \u201cperfect\u201d \u2014 I can even love its \u201cimperfection\u201d as I love the battered and starved baby just as she is.\u00a0 Can I love myself too, love my mistakes and unconsciousness?\u00a0 I feel a softening, tears coming.\u00a0 Dear Jenny, I do love you, I love your brilliances and your mistakes, your creativity and your inhibitions, your passion and your blindness \u2014 you are doing the best you can with a truly difficult set of factors.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
This was written in June 2004 and posted in \u00a0September 2011. I read it and was almost moved to tears by the sentence beginning “Dear Jenny, I do love you…” I feel like a very different person, looking at Jenny, … Continue reading