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June 27 2015

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“Remember... that the aching you feel.. is not a longing for a person,
it is a begging to return to your Truth, to your Light, 
because that is your purpose, you golden Soul. 
The healing is hard because the path of the warrior is not easy, yet here you are, coming home with your battle 
cry laced with Hearts.”

Robin Lee
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Call upon our great ocean that she may grace your shores with her foamy lapping. Make yourself as still as sand, who knows the patience of millennia, having been ground down to its essential parts. Wait your turn at the edge of known things that she might soak you with her rising swell. Wish for nothing but to be dislodged by her power, carried into her depths for the chance at a glimpse of the underlife. May that you be taken into her possession, even for a moment, to know the absence of gravity and participation in her rhythms. Let your body be for what it was intended: an expression of her grace. And what small ways you make of this encounter in poetry; what strange songs you sing out of your own silence; what migrations and what ripples you disturb in the world; may they have something of her signature on them. May the you that has been touched go on touching in her phenomenal multiplication until we are all suffused with awe and a salty vastness upon our skin.

May that you be taken into her possession,
even for a moment,
to know the absence of gravity
and participation in her Rhythms.
Let your body be for what it was intended:
an expression of her Grace.
And what small ways you make of this encounter
in poetry; what strange songs you sing
out of your own silence; what migrations
and what ripples you disturb in the world;
may they have something of her signature on them.
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The way we see the world shapes the way we treat it.
If a mountain is a deity, not a pile of ore;
if a river is one of the veins of the land, not potential irrigation water;
if a forest is a Sacred grove, not timber;
if other species are bilabial kin, not resources;
or if the planet is our Mother, not an opportunity-then we will treat each other with Greater Respect.

Thus is the challenge, to look at the world from a different perspective.
— David Suzuki
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The world today does not understand, in either man or woman, the need to be alone.

How inexplicable it seems. Anything else will be accepted as a better excuse. If one sets aside time for a business appointment, a trip to the hairdresser, a social engagement or a shopping expedition, that time is accepted as inviolable. But if one says: I cannot come because that is my hour to be alone, one is considered rude, egotistical or strange.

What a commentary on our civilization, when being alone is considered suspect; when one has to apologize for it, make excuses, hide the fact that one practices it–like a secret vice!

Actually these are the most important times in one’s life—when one is alone. Certain springs are tapped only when we are alone. The artist knows he must be alone to create; the writer, to work out his thoughts; the musician, to compose; the saint, to pray
— Anne Morrow Lindberg
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The doors to the world of the Wild Self are few but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door, if you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you Love the sky and the water so much you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you yearn for a deeper life, a full life, a sane life, that is a door.
— Clarissa Pinkola Estes
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'There's something deeper than blood, greater than history & thicker than bone. There are people more like you out there than yourself, crazy enough to believe & hope & try the things you're too afraid to even say out loud.

Look them up, don't settle for only solitary confinement & misunderstood isolation. Find balance! You're not a lonely island, you're a bright peninsula.

Creativity thrives in great company. Seek out your equals, the dreamers & the fools, the round pegs in square holes, the ones who ask why-not instead of why & learn to dance & howl & re-create your life along with them.'

―Andréa Balt
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Moje serce jest wilkiem 
I nigdy nie chce spać
W mojej głowie dom wiatru
I nie przestaje wiać

I coś mi każe biec
Znów mi każe biec
A ja...
Obok siebie chce wilka
Co biegnie tak jak ja
— N.Nykiel
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