Tuesday, November 8, 2016
The Tigers are Circling
"Writing is like hugging a tiger you don't know if he will hug you back or eat you."
The Tigers circled again last night. I thought they were worries or concerns of the mind or plagues of the psyche. Daughter dear said those are “Tigers that turn our dreams into remorse.”
So I let the tigers have their way for a little while, just so they could air their grievances, and then I turned to #Joseph Campbell’s admonition: “Follow You Bliss,” did an about face, decided that everything would work out, and went to sleep.
Tomorrow I'm off to see the wizard.
"Wherever you go you meet part of your story."