I was going to write in more detail tonight (sorry - morning) but I can tell that if I do not shut this down and get my mind off some things, sleep may never come. I did not get in bed until well after 4am yesterday. So, I am going to leave you with yet another couple paragraphs from the book I just completed that I wish all of you could read:
"We all build internal sea walls to keep at bay the sadness's of life and the ofter overwhelming forces within our minds. In whatever way we do this - through love, work, family, faith, friends, denial, alcohol, drugs, or medication - we build these walls, stone by stone, over a lifetime. One of the most difficult problems is to construct these barriers of such a height and strength that one has a true harbor, a sanctuary away from crippling turmoil and pain, but yet low enough, and permeable enough, to let in fresh sea -water that will fend off the inevitable inclination toward brackishness. For someone with my cast of mind and mood, medicine is an integral element of this wall: without it, I would be constantly beholden to the crushing movements of a mental sea; I would, unquestionably, be dead or insane."
"But love is, to me, the ultimate more extraordinary part of the breakwater wall: it helps to shut out the terror and awfulness, while at the same time, allowing in life and beauty and vitality."
"An Unquiet Mind"
Kay Jamison
Good Night friends, I am going to try to sleep.
"My Mind"
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