The symbol of Goddess gives us permission. She teaches us to embrace the holiness of every natural, ordinary, sensual dying moment. Patriarchy may try to negate body and flee earth with its constant h...
They say you can bear anything if you can tell a story about it.
The truth is, in order to heal we need to tell our stories and have them witnessed...The story itself becomes a vessel that holds us up, that sustains, that allows us to order our jumbled experiences...
The ultimate authority of my life is not the Bible; it is not confined between the covers of a book. It is not something written by men and frozen in time. It is not from a source outside myself. My u...
The whole problem with people is they don't know what matters and what doesn't.
The whole problem with people is they know what matters but they don't choose it. ~Secret Lives of Bees
The whole problem with people is...they know what matters, but they don't choose it.
The words were unexpected, but so incisively true. So much of prayer is like that - an encounter with a truth that has sunk to the bottom of the heart, that wants to be found, wants to be spoken, want...
The world will give you that once in awhile, a brief timeout; the boxing bell rings and you go to your corner, where somebody dabs mercy on your beat-up life.
Their laughter would ring out abruptly, a sound Mother welcomed. Our slaves are happy, she would boast. It never occurred to her their gaiety wasn’t contentment, but survival.
There are things without explanation, moments when life will become arranged in such odd ways that you imagine a whole vocabulary of meaning inside them. The breakfast smell struck me like that.
There is a fullness of time for things. You have to know when to prod and when to be quiet. When to let things take their course.
There is no place so awake and alive as the edge of becoming. But more than that, birthing the kind of woman who can authentically say, 'My soul is my own,' and then embody it in her life, her spiritu...
Where had I been that I didn't know about imaginary friends? I could see the point of it. How a lost part of yourself steps out and remind you who you could be with a little work.
Where do you come from?...This is the number one most-asked question in all of South Carolina. We want to know if you are one of us, if your cousin knows our cousin, if your little sister went to scho...
When mauma saw my raw eyes, she said, Ain’t nobody can write down in a book what you worth.
When it's time to die, go ahead and die, and when it's time to live, live. Don't sort-of-maybe live, but live like you're going all out, like you're not afraid.
There was nothing I hated worse than clumps of whispering girls who got quiet when I passed. I started picking scabs off my body and, when I didn't have any, gnawing the flesh around my fingernails un...
There's a frightful muteness that dwells at the center of all unspeakable things, and I had found my way into it.
There's a fullness of time for things, Lily. You have to know when to prod and when to be quiet, when to let things take their course.
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