Intellectually the Self is no more than a psychological concept, a construct that serves to express an unknowable essence which we cannot grasp as such,
[T]he most important relationship of childhood, the relation to the mother, will be compensated by the mother archetype as soon as detachment from the childhood
For a contented ego, all things big and small matter only with regard to their impact on me and whatever it is that matters to
Just wonderful, Jeannie. Look forward to reading.
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Thank you, Diane. And I look forward to reading your new book. When do you expect it to come out?
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As always, thank you!
As always you are very Appreciated ❤❤
Do you still have that first book, the one with hieroglyphics that tells your story? Fascinating, where did you write, in your room? Love the interview! Jimmy B
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Hahahaha. I’m sure it did look like hieroglyphics! No, I remember showing it to Mama when she woke up from her nap (she was working nights so she could stay home with me during the day) but I have no recollection of ever seeing it again after that. We were living in Tallahassee at the time and you must have been at school. I can’t remember where I “wrote” it, or where I got the paper from. I just remember the experience, especially the drawing part. I was very proud of it until I came to the third page—eating breakfast. That’s when I gave up. I really wanted to tell my story but the idea of trying to draw a table, chair, me sitting in it, a bowl on the table with cereal in it, and a spoon was daunting. Especially the cereal!. But it felt like a book and I think it made Mama smile, and I loved that.
Dear Jeannie lovely to read this thank you! – your words as always are an affirmation of living life as authentically as possible, warts wounds wonder and all! The inner world has so much to offer if we pay heed….
Hi Susan. It surely does. For some reason, it seems to have always been my primary ‘default setting,’ my happy place. Perhaps because I had a lot of alone time from a very early age, I developed a rich inner life which often felt more comfortable and interesting than the outer world. Maybe I was born an introvert, or maybe circumstances turned me into one. But whatever the reason, I’m well suited to the solitary life of a writer and the inner search for self-realization. I know paying heed to the inner life doesn’t come as naturally to others as it does to me, but I also know it’s well worth the effort.
Terrific interview. You have plenty to write about now. I look forward to your new book, as I’m sure many others do. Now back to your writing cave. My writing and workshop planning cave is populated by Monarch butterflies and flowers, so they keep it bright in here.
Thanks, Elaine. I do still have plenty to write about, thank goodness. We have butterflies and flowers, but not Monarchs! I’d love to see them in person. Enjoy your bright cave! Love, Jeanie