“There are ways in, journeys to the center of life, through time; through air, matter, dream and thought. The ways are not always mapped or charted, but sometimes being lost, if there is such a thing, is the sweetest place to be. And always, in this search, a person might find that she is already there, at the center of the world. It may be a broken world, but it is glorious nonetheless.” IfsWorldWayMayPersonsSometimesMatterDreamMightLostAirJourneyBrokenGloriousSweetestCenter Of The WorldBroken World Author: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, of all things working together, listening to what speaks in the blood. Whichever road I follow, I walk in the land of many gods, and they love and eat one another. Suddenly all my ancestors are behind me. Be still, they say. Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands.” WorldStillsI CanTogetherSpeakDarkWalksResultsBehindsAttentionWatchesFireBloodLandListeningWalkingOceanAll ThingsWinterCloudsHeavySmokeWorking TogetherAncestorRollingElementalsRedwoods Author:Linda Hogan
“A woman once described a friend of hers as being such a keen listener that even the trees leaned toward her, as if they were speaking their innermost secrets into her listening ears. Over the years I’ve envisioned that woman’s silence, a hearing full and open enough that the world told her its stories. The green leaves turned toward her, whispering tales of soft breezes and the murmurs of leaf against leaf.” IfsWorldYearsEnoughStoriesSecretSilenceTreeListeningEarsGreenHearingTalesListenersLeafsBreezeWhisperingGreen LeavesListening Ear Book:Dwellings: A Spiritual History of the Living World Source: Dwellings: A Spiritual History of the Living World
“There is a still place, a gap between the worlds, spoken by the tribal knowings of thousands of years. In it are silent flyings that stand aside from human struggles and the designs of our own makings. At times, when we are silent enough, still enough, we take a step into such mystery, the place of spirit, and mystery, we must remember, by its very nature does not wish to be known.” WorldYearsHumansDoeStillsEnoughRememberSpiritWishKnownStepsStruggleKnowingMysteryDesignSilentFlyingGaps Book:Dwellings: A Spiritual History of the Living World Source: Dwellings: A Spiritual History of the Living World
“It is a paradox in the contemporary world that in our desire for peace we must willingly give ourselves to struggle.” WorldGivingDesireStruggleContemporaryParadox Author:Linda Hogan
“A spoken story is larger than one unheard, unsaid. In nearly all creation accounts, words or songs are how the world was created, the animals sung into existence.” WorldStoriesSongAnimalExistenceCreationAccountsStorytellingUnheardUnsaid Author:Linda Hogan
“Let's kneel down through all the worlds of the body like lovers. I know I am a tree and full of life and I know you, you are the flying one and will leave. But can't we swallow the sweetness and can't you sing in my arms and sleep in the human light of the sun and moon I have been drinking alone.” KnowsWorldHumansHas BeensBodyLightJoySleepSunTreeArmsLoversMoonDrinkingFlyingSweetness Book:Seeing Through the Sun Source: Seeing Through the Sun
