Healing Quotes Littles 371

“I feel my body, my mind, weighted down – all is heavy – but my blood, my inner fire, my passion, the little unburdened kid in me, patiently waits to burst free.”

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~ Drew Sirtors

Healing Quotes 574

“This strangely still pause between summer and autumn,
greenery and gold, and the heat and rising wind that is once again
readying itself to rush it all away in a climatic symphony of color and scent
is, in my opinion, one of the best parts about living on earth.”

Victoria Erickson

 

Healing Poems 118

No

The children have brought their wood turtle
into the dining hall
because they want us to feel

the power they have
when they hold a house
in their own hands, want us to feel

alien lacquer and the little thrill
that he might, like God, show his face.
He’s the color of ruined wallpaper,

of cognac, and he’s closed,
pulled in as though he’ll never come out;
nothing shows but the plummy leather

of the legs, his claws resembling clusters
of diminutive raspberries.
They know he makes night

anytime he wants, so perhaps
he feels at the center of everything,
as they do. His age,

greater than that of anyone
around the table, is a room
from which they are excluded,

though they don’t mind,
since they can carry this perfect
building anywhere. They love

that he might poke out
his old, old face, but doesn’t.
I think the children smell unopened,

like unlit candles, as they heft him
around the table, praise his secrecy,
holding to each adult face

his prayer,
the single word of the shell,
which is no.

~ Mark Doty

Healing Quotes 573

“Sanctuary, on a personal level, is where we perform the job of taking care of our soul. ”

~ Christopher Forrest McDowell

Healing Poems 117

Solitudes

For today, I will memorize
the two trees now in end-of-summer light

and the drifts of wood asters as the yard slopes away toward
the black pond, blue

dragonflies
in the clouds that shine and float there, as if risen

from the bottom, unbidden. Now, just over the fern–
quick– a glimpse of it,

the plume, a fox-tail’s copper, as the dog runs in ovals and
eights,
chasing scent.

The yard is a waiting room. I have my chair. You, yours.

The hawk has its branch in the pine.

White petals ripple in the quiet light.

~ Margaret Gibson

Healing Quotes 572

“Find yourself a cup of tea; the teapot is behind you. Now tell me about hundreds of things.”
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~ Saki

Healing Poems 116

Raspberries in My Driveway

Nature will bear the closest inspection. She
Invites us to lay our eyes level with her
Smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its
Plain.

—Thoreau

The raspberries
in my driveway
have always
been here
(for the whole eleven years
I have owned
but have not owned
this house),
yet
I have never
tasted them
before.

Always on a plane.
Always in the arms
of man, not God,
always too busy,
too fretful,
too worried
to see
that all along
my
driveway
are red, red raspberries
for me to taste.

Shiny and red,
without hairs—
unlike the berries
from the market.
Little jewels—
I share them
with the birds!

On one perches
a tiny green insect.
I blow her off.
She flies!
I burst the raspberry
upon my tongue.

In my solitude
I commune
with raspberries,
with grasses,
with the world.

The world was always
there before,
but where
was I?

Ah raspberry—
if you are so beautiful
upon my ready tongue,
imagine
what wonders
lie in store
for me!

~ Erica Jong