“ The real ceremony begins where the formal one ends, when we take up a new way, our minds and hearts filled with the vision of earth that holds us within it, in compassionate relationship to and with o… Linda Hogan
“ For every inch of skin, there is memory. Devils are so made. Saints, too, if you believe in them. His humanity has been broken as an old walking stick that once held up a crippled man named Thomas. He… Linda Hogan
“ As for me, I have a choice between honoring that dark life I've seen so many years moving in the junipers, or of walking away and going on with my own human busyness. There is always that choice for h… Linda Hogan
“ Some people see scars, and it is wounding they remember. To me they are proof of the fact that there is healing. Linda Hogan
“ There is a way that nature speaks, that land speaks. Most of the time we are simply not patient enough, quiet enough, to pay attention to the story. Linda Hogan
“ When men decide in their secretly dark or hungry hearts to work their own will, there is little that can stop them. They have inner weather, sometimes unpredictable. Linda Hogan
“ Caretaking is the utmost spiritual and physical responsibility of our time, and perhaps that stewardship is finally our place in the web of life, our work, the solution to the mystery that we are. The… Linda Hogan
“ Remembering, in Spanish, means to pass something through the heart again, and now all the years are going through his heart again as he tries to turn away from the ocean. But he hears it and he knows… Linda Hogan
“ There were times when the light of the moon had gone out and she felt a great loneliness. It wasn't for herself. It was for what had happened to the grasses of their land, their waters, not just the m… Linda Hogan
“ Oblivion, she thought. That was the world she lived in. It was what they should name some countries, towns, and places. Linda Hogan
“ What finally turned me back toward the older traditions of my own [Chickasaw] and other Native peoples was the inhumanity of the Western world, the places--both inside and out--where the culture's kno… Linda Hogan
“ Walking, I can almost hear the redwoods beating. And the oceans are above me here, rolling clouds, heavy and dark. It is winter and there is smoke from the fires. It is a world of elemental attention,… Linda Hogan
“ What a strange alchemy we have worked, turning earth around to destroy itself, using earth's own elements to wound it. Linda Hogan
“ We are looking for a tongue that speaks with reverence for life, searching for an ecology of mind. Without it, we have no home, no place of our own within the creation. It is not only the vocabulary o… Linda Hogan
“ There is no real aloneness. There is solitude and the nurturing silence that is relationship with ourselves, but even then we are part of something larger. Linda Hogan
