There is no place so awake and alive as the edge of becoming. But more than that, birthing the kind of woman who can authentically say, 'My soul is my own,' and then embody it in her life, her spirituality, and her community is worth the risk and hardship.
Once you know the truth, you can’t ever go back and pick up your suitcase of lies. Heavier or not, the truth is yours now.
Whatever else you do, listen to your Deepest Self. Love Her and be true to Her, speak Her truth, always.
Everybody needs a seashell in her bathroom to remind her the ocean is her home.
Disconnected from my feminine soul, I had also unknowingly forfeited my power to name sacred reality. I had simply accepted what men had named. Neither had I noticed that when women give this power away, it is rarely used to liberate and restore value to women. More often it is used to shore up and enhance the privileged position of men.
In a weird way I must have loved my little collection of hurts and wounds. They provided me with some real nice sympathy, with the feeling I was exceptional... What a special case I was.
Someone who thinks death is the scariest thing doesn't know a thing about life.
The awakening passed from simple recognition of my need for God at the center of my life, to a depth where the will is stirred And that is a deeper place by far. That is the place of response, of unifying one's heart, mind, soul and feet around a decision.
I eventually found that the soul is more than an immortal commodity to win and save. It is the repository of the inner divine, the truest part of us.
I can't think of anything I'd rather have more than somebody lovin' me.
When it comes to religion today, we tend to be long on butterflies and short on cocoons. Somehow we're going to have to relearn that the deep things of God don't come suddenly.
Until we look from the bottom up we have nothing.
I think there must be a place inside of us where dreams go and wait their turn.
My ultimate authority is the divine voice in my own soul. Period.
If you aren't giving people something to talk about, you've become too dull.
It takes a bee 10,000,000 trips to collect enough nectar to make 1 pound of honey.
You think you want to know something, and then once you do, all you can think about is erasing it from your mind.
You have to find a mother inside yourself. We all do. Even if we already have a mother, we still have to find this part of ourselves inside
The world will give you that once in awhile, a brief timeout; the boxing bell rings and you go to your corner, where somebody dabs mercy on your beat-up life.
Nothing is fair in this world. You might as well get that straight right now
You've got to figure out which end of the needle you're gon' be, the one that's fastened to the thread or the end that pierces the cloth.
I hadn't been out to the hives before, so to start off she gave me a lesson in what she called 'bee yard etiquette'. She reminded me that the world was really one bee yard, and the same rules work fine in both places. Don't be afraid, as no life-loving bee wants to sting you. Still, don't be an idiot; wear long sleeves and pants. Don't swat. Don't even think about swatting. If you feel angry, whistle. Anger agitates while whistling melts a bee's temper. Act like you know what you're doing, even if you don't. Above all, send the bees love. Every little thing wants to be loved.
I learned a long time ago that some people would rather die than forgive. It's a strange truth, but forgiveness is a painful and difficult process. It's not something that happens overnight. It's an evolution of the heart.
I know you've run away - everybody gets the urge to do that some time - but sooner or later you'll want to go home.
From now on when people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I planned to say, Amnesiac.
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