An Intensely personal book in which, nonetheless, every thoughtful woman will find a reflection of her own half- realized frustrations and answers. It took a holiday alone by the sea in Florida (one guesses an island in the Gulf) to face the recuperative values of loneliness, the necessity of finding a means to shut out the demands of the world- family, community, activities, social and otherwise,- in order to replenish the drained wells. She has used shells found on the sands as symbols,- the perfect, self-contained beauty of the channeled walk, the delicate perfection of a double sunrise shell, the sturdy practicality of an oyster, the fragile, exquisite artistry of a paper mautilus to supply a design for the stages of a woman's life pattern, her balance in personal and human relationships. A beautiful book, written with the limpid prose that reflects the clarity of her philosophy. This might be a today's A ROOM OF ONES OWN.