The Work

Well, well, Richard, don't ask me why, although I think you probably know the answer ... but I succumbed and bought the book!

And then I sat quietly with myself on the porch looking out at Fairmount Park, lush, deep green, sunlight filtering through the leaves of the huge oak tree and thought about feelings I want to work on.

So far I came up with four:

1. Constant feeling of loss
2. Feeling excluded everywhere
3. Always feeling homeless - searching for a home
4. Constantly feeling unlovable

Now, that seems like a lot of Work ... no?

Comments

[tamarika]

Thanks Heidi. It is a strange kind of restlessness my "homeless" feeling. In fact I always make whatever place I'm living into a comfortable home whose environment makes me feel safe and comfortable. It's just as I journey through the world, wherever I am it just does not feel like home. The closest I came to feeling like home were my 19 years living in Israel and whenever I return to visit I find that I sleep really well there.

Fran,
Thanks for the invittation. I have tried a number of times to sketch myself and it is really difficult for me! I might try again this weekend. I am enjoying looking at everyone's portraits and so admiring of you all for your talents!

[Fran]

Tamarika, I just checked the link and this book does sound fascinating. I'll check this out more when I have time. I'm doing the Self Portrait Marathon; why don't you join us? The links are at my site or at Blaugustines.

[Heidi]

Even still, you are searching for a home? I've experienced that ache, feeling homesick for a place I'd never been. That ache vanished two states later, when we drove up the road of where we live now. Even before we were in view of the house, peace took the place of ache. I wish that same sense of peace for you, Tamar.