Some kind of ‘disconnect’ has been happening in my understanding – something to do with learning to love oneself – and, over the years, I’ve tried to work through it, without much success.
So yesterday I wrote to my mentor about it.
I might have guessed that as soon as I was able articulate my problem clearly, there would be a response.
But I didn’t have to wait for my mentor’s email. No, the answer came from Walt Whitman (the line I posted yesterday) …
Whoever you are! claim your own at any hazard!
I found the poem and began to read it over a few times. And the light went on in my head.
For me, it’s not so much a matter of learning to love myself as it is “claiming” what’s mine – ie, recognising, acknowledging, affirming, owning each characteristic, each character-trait, each way of being in the world.
In this context, the words of Carl Jung make fresh sense to me: “One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.”