“I am a winged creature who is too rarely allowed to use its wings. Ecstasies do not occur often enough.”
Anais Nin
Anais was born in 1909, so it must have been difficult being as filled with passion and sensuality as she was in a time when there was such repression of such things..
But it's a good reminder that there is great passion in the hearts of ordinary people, and that it always has been so. Sadly, much of that is beaten out of us through the years, as we are taught to "behave" or to "act our age"... But your sweet little old grandma was once young, and probably - hopefully - still is, in her heart.
That housewife trudging through the grocery store with kids in tow? Her thoughts may also be filled with amorous adventures and passionate trysts.. In fact, I suspect that the greater the demands on her as a mother, the more she wishes to be lost in passionate abandon now and then..
But no. She is "all too rarely allowed to use her wings" - though she be a winged creature. Born to fly so high...
“I am a winged creature who is too rarely allowed to use its wings. Ecstasies do not occur often enough.”
Anais Nin
Anais was born in 1909, so it must have been difficult being as filled with passion and sensuality as she was in a time when there was such repression of such things..
But it's a good reminder that there is great passion in the hearts of ordinary people, and that it always has been so. Sadly, much of that is beaten out of us through the years, as we are taught to "behave" or to "act our age"... But your sweet little old grandma was once young, and probably - hopefully - still is, in her heart.
That housewife trudging through the grocery store with kids in tow? Her thoughts may also be filled with amorous adventures and passionate trysts.. In fact, I suspect that the greater the demands on her as a mother, the more she wishes to be lost in passionate abandon now and then..
But no. She is "all too rarely allowed to use her wings" - though she be a winged creature. Born to fly so high...