“When we open the doorway to our awareness,
peel back the veil on our illusions,
there’s no going back and it’s nearly impossible to ignore.
I continue to ask myself:
what is the song of my heart’s deepest longing?
Each time I wake from a dream I gain a word,
a note, another phrase of that song.
And slowly, I am assembling.
Bringing the fragments of myself back together again.
Assembling the pieces of a song that is longing to be sung.
A life that is longing to become.”
Do not try to save the whole world
or do anything grandiose.
Instead, create a clearing in the dense forest of your life
and wait there patiently,
until the song that is your life
falls into your own cupped hands
and you recognize and greet it.
Only then will you know how to give yourself
to this world
so worthy of rescue.
“There are ways in, journeys to the center of life,
through time; through air, matter, dream and thought.
The ways are not always mapped or charted,
but sometimes being lost, if there is such a thing,
is the sweetest place to be…
And always, in this search, a person might find
that she is already there, at the center of the world.
It may be a broken world,
but it is glorious nonetheless.”
~Linda Hogan, The Woman Who Watches Over the World