Winter, 1965 - 1966: Neurosis

Anais Nin says, "Writing to a Belgian poet I admitted knowing the states he describes, the anxieties, missing heartbeats, failing intuitions, deserts, disconnection from other human beings, but I added that I had waged a constant and stubborn war against my neurosis. I never believed that creativity came from such seasons in hell as the romantics did. I gave my faith to psychoanalysis, and after many years the energy I wasted on anxieties ceased and I was able to work better, to live better, to commune with others, to be relaxed in the world. I had more intuitions, more states of illumination, more awareness, more inspiration and fertility than before. I truly believe that a perpetual season in hell can be exorcised."