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A flower won't open if I yell at it and say “Bloom!

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Marion Woodman
Age: 89 †
Born: 1928
Born: August 15
Died: 2018
Died: July 9
Author
Poet
Psychoanalyst
Psychologist
Writer
London
Ontario
Yell
Bloom
Flower
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It is our very fear of the future that distorts the now that could lead to a different future if we dared to be whole in the present.
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Rage and bitterness do not foster femininity. They harden the heart and make the body sick.
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Although the patriarchal ego prides itself on being reasonable, the twentieth century has been anything but the Age of Reason. In our collective neurosis, we have raped the earth, disrupted the delicate balance of nature, and created phallic missiles of mass destruction.
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It takes great courage to break with one's past history and stand alone.
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There is no sense talking about being true to yourself until you are sure what voice you are being true to. It takes hard work to differentiate the voices of the unconscious.
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At the very point of vulnerability is where the surrender takes place-that is where the god enters. The god comes through the wound.
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Having a body that is like a musical instrument, open enough to be able to resonate, literally resonate with what is coming both from the inside and from the outside, so that one is able to surrender to powers greater than oneself.
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Love is the real power. It's the energy that cherishes. The more you work with that energy, the more you will see how people respond naturally to it, and the more you will want to use it. It brings out your creativity, and helps everyone around you flower. Your children, the people you work with--everyone blooms.
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Metaphorically, the body becomes a machine to be driven or a garbage dump to be avoided. At the same time, the magnificent Mother in whose womb we live is mindlessly poisoned and raped. Surely, our insane denial has to be perceived and acted upon.
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If we fail to nourish our souls, they wither, and without soul, life ceases to have meaning.... The creative process shrivels in the absence of continual dialogue with the soul. And creativity is what makes life worth living.
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Storytelling is at the heart of life. As a child, I was never bored because I could always get on with my story.
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My soul is the bridge between spirit and body and, as such, is a uniter of opposites. Without soul at center, I would either transcend into spirit or become mired in matter.
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Consciousness will not always solve the problem, but it may make the suffering meaningful.
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