LONGING


We feel our lack before we feel our longing.

-- David Whyte



LOOKING BACK

Q. In retrospect, what would you do differently, if you had it to do all over again? What do you know now that you wish you had known then?

A. I wish I had thrown out the bathroom scale at age 16. Weighing yourself every morning is like waking up and asking Dick Cheney to validate your sense of inner worth. I wish I had known that I was beautiful by my 20s, and that what makes a body so lovely is self-love and care — smoothing delicious lotions onto your thighs like a gentle yet ferociously committed mother would. I wish had not felt so shy and self-conscious in a swimsuit all those years, because I don’t look quite as much like Brigitte Bardot or Sofia Vergara as I hoped. I wish I had plunged into even more oceans and swimming pools than I did, in front of God and who-cares-who-else-who. I wish I’d known what I wrote to my grandson, Jax, in “Some Assembly Required,” that everyone goes through life thinking that he or she missed school on that one day in second grade when the wise Elder came and taught the kids the secret of life, of living to find your self and your own purpose and voice, instead of needing to become addicted to people-pleasing or domination. But that no one was there that day. Everyone is flailing through this life without an owner’s manual, with whatever modicum of grace and good humor we can manage.

-- Anne Lamott

LOVE