Friday, May 2, 2014

Reflections


It’s been almost 1 ½ years since The Sanctity Of Love And War was first published.  Since that time, I’ve been fortunate enough to have taken part in many book club discussions, book signings, and a book reading.  I’ve also had the pleasure to be interviewed about the experience of writing the novel.  Each experience has led to a greater awareness of myself in relationship to the book that I’ve written.  Since this was the time of year when I first handed-in my original manuscript to an editor, I thought it was an appropriate time to reflect upon the process of arriving at the final draft of the book.
It was April of 2012 when I first made the decision to publish the novel I’d been working on for almost two years.  When I had first begun to write, it was with the belief that no one but I would ever read the words I had committed to the page.  The act of writing was and remains to be a very unique and personal experience for me.   Allowing the public access to my inner thoughts, even if they were in the form of fiction, was a daunting prospect.  Once I let go of those fears, I decided that I wanted to incorporate my own internal questioning with what I had come to know of the world around me.  This included my past relationships as well as what I had learned spiritually from those who were more evolved than I. 
My sense of grounding was rooted in my upbringing, particularly as it pertained to the influence my maternal grandparents had in my life.  My siblings, cousins, and I all benefited from their strong sense of family.  To this day, we don’t take for granted those lessons that were handed down to us by our grandparents -- first generation Americans who had the right set of values and priorities in life.  In many ways, I felt more connected to their generation than I’ve ever really felt to my own.  As a child I would sit with them, soaking in their stories and influence, knowing even then how fortunate I was to have their presence in my life.  As a result of this truth, the character of Piper was born.
To a large extent, the decision to plunge Piper and the character of Bo into an internal struggle for acceptance derived from my experiences as a drug and alcohol counselor.  The years in that field have never left me, and despite the fact that I have been out of that line of work for almost twelve years, I still identify with it, and, in many ways, still consider myself an addictions therapist.  I was always intrigued by the sense of acceptance when the world doesn’t bend to one’s whims, the possibility that someone could surrender to the idea of powerlessness, and the human capacity to let go in the face of doubt and fear.  I’ve had mentors, friends, and clients who successfully made these things a part of their personal creed.  Their own struggles with addiction as well as their ultimate ability to transcend them brought them to a deeper understanding and appreciation of life.  It made me wonder how someone without the hurdle of addiction but who’s still plagued with doubts and struggles might arrive at the same place of spiritual peace.  In place of addiction, I chose the circumstances of war in which to place my heroine.  Piper, already predisposed to being a thoughtful, deep soul based on the influence of her grandfather, was ripe for the internal struggle that a war would bring to her life.
When I think back on the beginnings of The Sanctity Of Love And War, it was a forgone conclusion that it would be set during one of the most pivotal times during my grandparents’ lives – World War II.  My memories of my grandparents coupled with my experiences as a drug and alcohol counselor were the foundation for the book.  From the day the original manuscript was sent to my editor, I’ve been able to connect with so many wonderful people from that generation – my grandparents’ generation.  There are very few left in my family who were alive during that time, and each day, as a nation, we lose more and more from that generation.  It’s out of the deepest regard for them that the characters from the novel were created. 
I recommend to everyone to seek out those still living from that time.  Whether it’s a visit to a local veterans’ home, a talk with a family member, neighbor, or friend who was living during the time of that war, or a trip to Washington, D.C. to visit the WWII Memorial, the small effort you make to connect to the past would be rewarded tenfold.  If you allow yourself to be open to the past, you can hear the voices and lessons clearly drifting through the years.  It’s a lesson I learned as a little girl listening to and spending time with my grandparents. 
The idea of being a present and willing listener was only heightened when I became a drug & alcohol counselor.  It was here that I learned to see the power of humble transcendence.  The recovery concepts of acceptance and surrender are living symbols of survival and humanity, two key points I hoped to cover in the book.  Hopefully, the lessons learned from the generation that survived World War II as well as those gained from working with those who have survived their ordeals with addiction have been thoughtfully laid out in The Sanctity Of Love And War.
Writing remains for me a self-exploratory way to try to understand the world.  As a licensed therapist, I appreciate the importance of self-exploration in context with one’s past, present, and potential.  What started out as an honest effort at self-discovery and insight into the world around me provided me with so much more than I could have ever dreamed.  The insights, connections, experiences, and relationships that have arisen from the publication of The Sanctity Of Love And War have been humbly gratifying – something for which I will forever remain thankful.