Lillian carried no objects, because none of them would have incarnated what she was bringing back, the softness of the atmosphere, the tenderness of the voices, the caressing colors and the whispering presence of an underworld of memory which had serpentined under her every footstep and which was the past she had not been able to forget.

~ Anaïs Nin | Seduction of the Minotaur

My mermaids stumbled upon this treasure at Bart’s Books, that iconic bookstore on every tourist’s list of must sees while traveling through Ojai. French-Cuban writer Anaïs Nin kept diaries starting at age eleven until she died at age seventy-four, 16 tomes of journals filled with all the wisdom you’d ever need to live a deeply meaningful, adventurous, responsible, passionate life. Most of her work, fiction and non-fiction was either self-published or published posthumously. Seduction of the Minotaur is the story of a woman named Lillian who takes a trip to Acapulco, leaving her husband and children behind, and who proceeds to psychoanalyze herself. It’s dreamy landscape that wanders all over the place and that at times can feel a bit too self-indulgent, but ultimately  the prose makes the effort worth it.

Lillian was reminded of the Talmudic words: We do not see things as they are, we see them as we are.

The ULTIMATE truth!

Merci, Anaïs ♥