“The wild nature has a vast integrity to it. It means to establish one’s territory, to find one’s pack, to be in one’s body with certainty and pride regardless of the body’s gifts and limitations, to speak and act in one’s own behalf, to be aware, alert, to draw on the innate feminine powers of intuition and sensing, to come into one’s cycles, to find what one belongs to, to rise with dignity, to retain as much consciousness as possible.” ~ Clarissa Pinkola Estés
“Share your voice and your heart. Listen to how it falls in with the cosmic symphony. Let it be imperfect, incomplete, unrefined. The masterpiece is coming.” ~ Amy McTear
“When setting out on an unknown course for your authentic life, expect fog.” ~ Amy McTear
This is a rare morning in which, during my morning perusal of quotes, I found little urge to argue with any of them. To each his own. That sort of thing. Can’t be bothered. I’d better nip that train of thought right here and now, lest I slip into a sermon on codependency. That I am definitely not in the mood for. Whatever. Day three of effective self-isolation here. Feeling old, sure, but not in any harmful way. Of course, I was up late binging on episodes of “The Librarians”. That certainly explains some of it. Some of what? What am I talking about anyway? The world has become so very weird. Anymore, I can’t bring myself to call it surreal or Orwellian. That got old fast for me. I’m more into the “comfort food” stories on Star Trek NextGen, or “The Librarians”. I want to be entertained but I want inspiration and fascination as well . . . intellectual comfort food, if you will. Today is laundry day. Then rest up for the next two workdays. Plain and simple. Chop wood, carry water, watch Netflix.
All is well. Goof gloriously.