Gannet,
Gender and Journal-keeping traditions 110: the use of a journal to guide a spiritual journey. it's funny how we do forget things; how writing things down can give them new weight, and make them more available to be built on. like the way writing allowed the transfer of knowledge between people/generations, but for a single person.
so if I need to write a letter to myself to remind myself how I feel right now: am I really just one person?
experiment: pick a journal from 1985 and open a page at random.
hmm. they start in april 86, just before I turned 20. OK, the April 1990-May 1991 journal, at random:
"Reading
Bonfire of the Vanities, with its characters' obsessions with incomes, their rise and fall. The idea of earning $100,000 a year seems remote, but some people can reach it. Not everyone. Of all us young people starting out, only a few will get to whatever "success" is. That means the rest will fail? Be relegated to minor, has-been or never-was type jobs?
It appears in my mind like a pyramid."
Nothing startling there. that thought still occurs to me from time to time. and I was questioning that definition of success too. In 1990 I was in my first year of my first job as a journalist.
but this is fun. again: 1996:
"The difference perceptions and attitude can make to an event.
That when a man describes or experiences a thing, he can feel it as sublime or dismiss it coarsely. Sex, eg.
The physical sensations must surely be the same. The difference is in the willingness to experience all that is potentially there.
There is a potential for an exquisite agony in everything: an orgasm, a walk through the forest, physical effort like swimming or cycling.
It is too strong, it is too much.
Taken in fully, it will overwhelm. Such is love. Love can penetrate all defences,. transform."
across the page:
"People who spend years and great efforst developing strength of character - in war, the battles of youth - and then you only see a middle aged, boring citizen b/c they're never called upon to use those strengths. or they avoid the need."
All that is consistent with the person I am now. but "it is too much". a single mind is not enough to hold it all in. how much of journal writing is an urge to preserve? the person one is, the thoughts one has; the different personae, which cannot all exist at once?