i was copying something out of 'women who run with the wolves' to send to
a friend and i decided i needed to read this thing all over again. i vowed to
read at least two pages a day. time gets tight, and it's hard to fit it all in...
but i knew i could at least do that.
i'm so glad i did this.
cause i'm reading it slow this way and savoring all her words.
she is one heck of a writer.
she's describing the wild woman nature and i had to share a few juicy pieces -
"The wild nature has a vast integrity to it."
just that one thought hit me.
'integrity.'
seems way important.
and i'm just feelin' like that seems to be slipping away in the world...
more...
"It means to establish territory, to find one's pack, to be in one's
body with certainty and pride regardless of the body's gifts and
limitations, to speak and act in one's behalf, to be aware, alert,
to draw on the innate feminine powers of intuition and sensing,
to come into one's cycles, to find what one belongs to, to rise
with dignity, to retain as much consciousness as we can."
and this -
"She encourages humans to remain multilingual; fluent in the
languages of dreams, passion and poetry."
ah, man.
she was JUST what i needed.
she reminds me of what's inside of me.
she reminds me of all that is possible........
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i have just begun rereading Women Who Run with the Wolves... it is quenching in a way no other book is for me... this time it is about owning the life death life cycle for me - and what is more in integrity than being in tune with that? what must live here? what must die here? what must be reborn here?
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