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“Each of us is put here in this time and this place to personally decide the future of humankind. Did you think you were put here for something less?”
~Chief Arvol Looking Horse
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I am not an island
I am not alone
I am my intention
Trapped here in this flesh and bone…
– Melissa Etheridge, I Need to Wake Up
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The woman who is virgin, one-in-herself, does what she does not for power or out of the desire to please, but because what she does is true.
– Marion Woodman, The Pregnant Virgin
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It may be that when we no longer know what to do, we have come to our real work and when we no longer know which way to go, we have begun our real journey. The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings.
― Wendell Berry
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The wind blows hard against this mountainside
Across the sea into my soul
It reaches into where I cannot hide
Setting my feet upon the road
When I was young I thought of growing old
Of what my life would mean to me
Would I have followed down my chosen road
Or only wished what I could be
Kyrie Eleison
Down the road that I must travel
Kyrie Eleison
Through the darkness of the night
Kyrie Eleison
Where I’m going will you follow
Kyrie Eleison
On a highway in the light
–John Lang (Mr. Mister), Kyrie
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I am trying to explain to you that I’m not here to save anybody or anything. It’s not some perfect ideal we’re working toward that keeps us going… What keeps you going isn’t some fine destination but just the road you’re on, and the fact that you know how to drive. You keep your eyes open, you see this damned-to-hell world you got born into, and you ask yourself, “What life can I live that will let me breathe in & out and love somebody or something and not run off screaming into the woods?” I didn’t look down from some high rock and choose cotton fields in Nicaragua. Those cotton fields chose me.
– Barbara Kingsolver, Animal Dreams
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To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never. In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.
— William Henry Channing
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If W.H. Auden is correct when he observes that “As a rule it was the pleasure-haters who became unjust,” then only a civilization that fosters erotic celebration can usher in a new era of justice-making. Compassion is about justice-making as much as it is about celebration for the very same reason, that “What happens to another, whether it be a joy or a sorrow, happens to me.” Another’s pain is my pain; my pain is others’ pain. To relieve another’s pain is to relieve one’s own, and to relieve the pain of God, who shares in all the pain of the universe.
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