Be wild; that is how to clear the river.
The river does not flow in polluted, we manage that. The river does not dry up, we block it. If we want to allow it its freedom, we have to allow our ideational lives to be let loose, to stream, letting anything come, initially censoring nothing.
That is creative life. It is made up of divine paradox. To create one must be willing to be stone stupid, to sit upon a throne on top of a jackass and spill rubies from one’s mouth. Then the river will flow, then we can stand in the stream of it raining down.
I’ve seen women insist on cleaning everything in the house before they could sit down to write… and you know it’s a funny thing about housecleaning… it never comes to an end. Perfect way to stop a woman.
A woman must be careful to not allow over-responsibility (or over-respectabilty) to steal her necessary creative rests, riffs, and raptures.
She simply must put her foot down and say no to half of what she believes she “should” be doing.
Art is not meant to be created in stolen moments only.
Sometimes the one who is running from the Life/Death/Life nature insists on thinking of love as a boon only.
Yet love in its fullest form is a series of deaths and rebirths.
We let go of one phase, one aspect of love, and enter another. Passion dies and is brought back. Pain is chased away and surfaces another time. To love means to embrace and at the same time to withstand many endings, and many many beginnings- all in the same relationship.
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.
Though fairy tales end after ten pages, our lives do not. We are multi-volume sets.
In our lives, even though one episode amounts to a crash and burn, there is always another episode awaiting us and then another. There are always more opportunities to get it right, to fashion our lives in the ways we deserve to have them. Don’t waste your time hating a failure. Failure is a greater teacher than success.
Go out in the woods, go out. If you don’t go out in the woods nothing will ever happen and your life will never begin.
Night is when we are closer to ourselves, closer to essential ideas and feelings that do not register so much during daylight hours.
The difference between comfort and nurture is this: if you have a plant that is sick because you keep it in a dark closet, and you say soothing words to it, that is comfort.
If you take out of the closet and put in the sun, give it something to drink, and then talk to it, that is nurture.
Art is important for it commemorates the seasons of the soul, or a special or tragic event in the soul’s journey.
Art is not just for oneself, not just a marker of one’s own understanding. It is also a map for those who follow after us.
They know instinctively when things must die
and when things must live;
they know how to walk away,
they know how to stay.
- Quotes by – Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women who run with the wolves
- Photos by – Stella Mesic, http://partsofthesun.com/