I only cut out one line from her essay My Secret Body since I so related to that line at the time:A Bad Thing Happened at the Beach Diving Into The Wreckage Into The Mouth of the Cave Into Thin Mud Jesus and the Lemon The Things We Carry
I was once again the world's oldest toddler.This young lady, Ena, told me that Lamott would be in town. At first, I didn't feel like going but I've read several of Lamott's books and had never seen her before. I felt it was time to unplug anyway so I headed downtown last night.
The clergyman who greeted everyone to the Christ Church Cathedral was very welcoming. He invited people to not only look around later but to come back saying that it was our house and what a beautiful house it is...
Lamott is engaging and funny. She invited late folks to come to the front of the cathedral (with the other latecomers) saying that they could be closer to the M & M's and Hershey's Kisses. It was Lamott's birthday and I'm assuming the M & M's came with the balloons.
Lamott covered a lot of ground -- talked about three things she did to raise her son right (raised him in a church in the presence of multi-racial and multi-generational people, was sober and didn't get him a Nintendo) and she talked a lot about friendship and the grace of God in friendships.
During the Q & A, someone asked Lamott about her dimply thighs that she wrote about in Traveling Mercies. A light bulb finally went off in Lamott's head when she asked a dying friend if her thighs looked okay in a dress and her friend told her you just don't have that kind of time.
Radical self-love came out of Lamott's mouth a lot. I also dug other things she said:
A woman asked Lamott's advice on how to help the people in her life without being completely drained. Lamott took that time to tell people that she would not personalize books. She said I have an old hand and if I personalize books, I won't get back to my hotel room until 10:30 p.m. She did tell people that they could write whatever they wanted and she would sign it.If you're not okay at 180 pounds, you're not going to be okay at 140. You're only going to be okay where your butt is right now. I'm so militant about self-care and self-love. Diets will make you fat and crazy if you're not doing the spiritual work. Some days are just going to be too long. I just want to give people my strength, my light... There's comfort in self-love and there's comfort in quiet. We are preapproved.
Lamott addressed the woman's question by saying, in part, that no is a complete sentence and that so many sweet women get caught up in being the flight attendant for the world.
How do you take care of yourself and do you feel as if you are preapproved? Who inspires you?
