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Wolves never look more funny than when they have lost the scent and scrabble to find it again: they hop in the air they run in circles, they plow up the ground with their noses . . . .

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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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A lover cannot be chosen a la smorgasbord. A lover has to be chosen from soul-craving. To choose just because something mouthwatering stands before ou will never satisfy the hunger of the soul-self. And that is what the intuition is for it is the direct messenger of the soul.
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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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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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Writing, real writing, should leave a small sweet bruise somewhere on the writer . . . and on the reader.
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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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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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Though her soul requires seeing, the culture around her requires sightlessness. Though her soul wishes to speak its truth, she is pressured to be silent.
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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 a multilingual being. It speaks through its color and its temperature, the flush of recognition, the glow of love, the ash of pain, the heat of arousal, the coldness of nonconviction. . . . It speaks through the leaping of the heart, the falling of the spirits, the pit at the center, and rising hope.
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The wild woman is fluent in the language of dreams, images, passion, and poetry.
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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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Since time out of mind, a considered act of heroism has been the cure for stultifying ambivalence.
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Dogs are the magicians of the universe.
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If you have ever been called defiant, incorrigible, forward, cunning, insurgent, unruly, rebellious, you're on the right track.
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Tears are a river that takes you somewhere…Tears lift your boat off the rocks, off dry ground, carrying it downriver to someplace better.
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Within every woman there is a wild and natural creature, a powerful force, filled with good instincts, passionate creativity, and ageless knowing.
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One of the most calming and powerful actions you can do to intervene in a stormy world is to stand up and show your soul. Struggling souls catch light from other souls who are fully lit and willing to show it.
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For myself, solitude is rather like a folded-up forest that I carry with me everywhere and unfurl around myself when I have need.
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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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