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Writing, real writing, should leave a small sweet bruise somewhere on the writer . . . and on the reader.

Clarissa Pinkola Estes

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Clarissa Pinkola Estes
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: January 27
Poet
Psychologist
Writer
Indiana
United States
Clarissa Pinkola Estes
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Sweet
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Real
Bruise
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Somewhere

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Since time out of mind, a considered act of heroism has been the cure for stultifying ambivalence.
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So, let us push on now, and remember ourselves back to the wild soul. Let us sing her flesh back onto our bones.
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Go out in the woods, go out. If you don't go out in the woods nothing will ever happen and your life will never begin.
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The body is like the earth ... as vulnerable to overbuilding, being carved into parcels, cut off, overmined, and shorn of its power as any landscape.
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My brain has no heart, and my heart has no brain. That's why when I speak my mind, I appear heartless and when I do what's in my heart I seem thoughtless.
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There will always be times when you feel discouraged. I too, have felt despair many times in my life, but I do not keep a chair for it I will not entertain it. It is not allowed to eat from my plate.
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To be poor and be without trees, is to be the most starved human being in the world. To be poor and have trees, is to be completely rich in ways that money can never buy.
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Be wild that is how to clear the river.
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Three things differentiate living from the soul verses living from the ego only: the ability to sense and learn new ways, the tenacity to ride a rough road, and the patience to learn deep love over time.
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It is in the middle of misery that so much becomes clear. The one who says, 'Nothing good came of this' is not yet listening.
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If you have never been called a defiant, incorrigible, impossible woman… have faith. There is yet time.
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Suppose... the body is a God in its own right, a teacher, a mentor, a certified guide? Then what? .... Are we strong enough to refute the party line and listen deep, listen true to the body as a powerful and holy being?
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To love means to embrace and at the same time to withstand many endings, and many many beginnings- all in the same relationship.
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To adjoin the instinctual nature does not mean to come undone, change everything from left to right, from black to white, to move the east to west, to act crazy or out of control. It does not mean to lose one's primary socializations, or to become less human. It means quite the opposite. The wild nature has a vast integrity to it
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I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and you laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom.
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The deterioration of symbols is natural. They wear out, needing to be reclaimed, recreated returned to the spirit.
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Like all other lonely or hungry things, ego loves the light. It sees light, and the possibility of being close to the soul, and it creeps up to it and steals one of its essential camouflages. In a hunger for soul, our own ego-self steals the pelt
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All that you are seeking is also seeking you. If you lie still, sit still, it will find you. It has been waiting for you a long time.
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Long ago the word alone was treated as two words, all one. To be all one meant to be wholly one, to be in oneness, either essentially or temporarily. That is precisely the goal of solitude, to be all one.
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The most important thing is to hold on, hold out, for your creative life, for your solitude, for your time to be and do, for your very life.
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