Sublime

Marion Woodman,

A woman’s issues of soul cannot be treated by carving her into a more acceptable form as defined by an unconscious culture, nor can she be bent into a more intellectually acceptable shape by those who claim to be the sole bearers of consciousness. No, that is what has already caused millions of

during a philosophical meditation we can throw off our customary, reckless bravery and let our sadness take its natural, due shape. There may not be an immediate solution to many of our sorrows, but it helps immeasurably to know their contours. We might, as we turn over our griefs, large and small, imagine that we are sharing them with an extremely

For the healing we all seek goes much deeper than that. It goes to the very core of what is referred to as “being.” Being

Some are called to this healing art, and the best, by my lights, are those who have genuinely lain with the story, and found all its matching parts inside themselves and at depth ... they have had a long mentorship, a long spiritual “discipleship,” and a long time perfecting their disciplines. Persons such as these are immediately recognizable by t

A woman arrives in this world-between-worlds through yearning and by seeking something she can see just out of the corner of her eye. She arrives there by deeply creative acts, through intentional solitude, and by practice of any of the arts. And even with these well-crafted practices, much of what occurs in this ineffable world remains forever mys

a life guided and shaped by dreaming is a life that follows the innate knowing of the earth itself.

Touching Divinity can seem like all one’s atoms composing mind and body have suddenly been rearranged.

The longing comes when one realizes one has given scant time to the mystic cookfire or to the dreamtime, too little time to one’s own creative life, one’s life work, or one’s true loves.