About arriving at my own door

As the introductory post reflects, I’m in college again. This blog documents my current path to BA completion in social psychology, to support future graduate studies in public health, leading to a third career.

The title of my blog is derived from Derek Walcott’s poem “Love After Love” (see below). It is also a grateful nod to Dr. Jon Kabat-Zinn, who used a similar phrase in the title of one of his books, for his valuable research and teachings in mindfulness.

Love After Love

The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other’s welcome

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was yourself.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you have ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

–Derek Walcott

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