By David Whyte

A radical, "crystalline" (Elle) method of integrating our paintings, relationships, and internal selves from the bestselling writer, poet, and speaker.

the writer of Crossing the Unknown Sea and The center Aroused encourages readers to reimagine how they inhabit the worlds of affection, paintings, and self-understanding. Whyte means that keeping apart those "marriages" so that it will stability them is to wreck the cloth of happiness itself. Drawing from his personal struggles and the lives of a few of the world's nice writers and artists-from Dante to Jane Austen to Robert Louis Stevenson-Whyte explores the methods those center commitments are hooked up. simply through figuring out the adventure concerned with all the 3 marriages and the phases in their maturation, he says, will we know how to deliver them jointly in a single fulfilled lifestyles.

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