And yet, I do believe there is ultimately meaning in the chaos, and also in the doldrums. What I resist is not the truth but when people put a pretty bow on scary things instead of saying, 'This is a nightmare. I hate everything. Iโm going to go hide in the garage.'
Anne LamottI sat down in the sand, breathless with shame and failure. God, I thought, some defender of the weak. Some freedom fighter: Joan of Arc in sunscreen.
Anne LamottI've known for years that resentments don't hurt the person we resent, but they do hurt us.
Anne LamottYou were loved because God loves, period. God loved you, and everyone, not because you believed in certain things, but because you were a mess, and lonely, and His or Her child. God loved you no matter how crazy you felt on the inside, no matter what a fake you were; always, even in your current condition, even before coffee. God loves you crazily, like I love you...like a slightly overweight auntie, who sees only your marvelousness and need.
Anne LamottNo one tells you that your life is effectively over when you have a child: that you're never going to draw another complacent breath again... or that whatever level of hypochondria and rage you'd learned to repress and live with is going to seem like the good old days.
Anne LamottDo you mind even a little that you are still addicted to people-pleasing, and are still putting everyone elseโs needs and laundry and career ahead of your creative, spiritual life? Giving all your life force away, to โhelpโ and impress. Well, your help is not helpful, and falls short.
Anne Lamott