Anais Nin records a trip to Morocco in this entry of her Diary. She fell in love with the city of Fez, feeling that it was a mirror image of herself: resembling a labyrinth, a mystery, full of layers and secrets. She felt at peace there, and her depression disappeared as she become absorbed in its world outside of herself. In Fez, Anais learned how to stop the destructive side of introspection and the wild imaginings associated with it from eating away at her. She felt it was a miracle and noted that the key to stopping introspection lies in feeding yourself with relationships, beauty, experiences, places, and creativity; in other words, keeping yourself in the present. The emotional dramas leave peace in their place.
How often do all of us work things up in our minds, imagine the worst, and feel silly when reality comes and goes and this awful thing never even begins to occur?
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