My hands, those touchers, those bears, would not reach out and speak. They could no longer get in the act. They were fastened down to oblivion. They did not come back. They were through with their abominable habits. They were in training for a crucifixion. They could not reply. Anne Sexton, from The Book of… Lire la suite Untitled

We see, not through two eyes, but through the eyes of intuition which is many-eyed. When we assert intuition, we are therefore like the starry night: we gaze at the world through a thousand eyes. Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from Women Who Run With the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype. (via xshayarsha)