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A runner is real when she takes the first step.

Clarissa Pinkola Estes

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Clarissa Pinkola Estes
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: January 27
Poet
Psychologist
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Indiana
United States
Clarissa Pinkola Estes
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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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At bottom is the best soil to sow and grow something new again. In that sense, hitting bottom, while extremely painful, is also the sowing ground.
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Story is a medicine which strengthens and arights the individual and the community.
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Be proud of your scars. They have everything to do with your strength, and what you've endured. They're a treasure map to the deep self.
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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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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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Anything you do from the soulful self will help lighten the burdens of the world. Anything. You have no idea what the smallest word, the tiniest generosity, can cause to be set in motion...Mend the part of the world that is within your reach.
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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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To love pleasure takes little. To love truly takes a hero who can manage his own fear.
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The point of art is not simply to express ourselves, but to create an external, concrete form in which the soul of our lives can be evoked and contained.
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Writing, real writing, should leave a small sweet bruise somewhere on the writer . . . and on the reader.
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A woman who is starved for her real soul-life may look 'cleaned up and combed' on the outside, but on the inside she is filled with dozens of pleading hands and empty mouths.
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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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Wolves and women are relational by nature, inquiring, possessed of great endurance and strength. They are deeply intuitive, intensely concerned with their young, their mate and their pack. Yet both have been hounded, harassed and falsely imputed to be devouring and devious, overly aggressive, of less value than those who are their detractors.
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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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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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Mindful choosing of friends and lovers, not to mention teachers, is critical to remaining conscious, remaining intuitive, remaining in charge of the fiery light that sees and knows.
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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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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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