“They wanted the real mother, the blood mother, the great womb, mother of fierce compassion, a woman large enough to hold all the pain, to carry it away. What we needed was someone who bled, someone deep and rich as a field, a wide-hipped mother, awesome, immense, women like huge soft couches, mothers coursing with blood, mother’s big enough, wide enough for us to hide in, to sink down to the bottom of of, mother’s who would breathe for us when we could not breathe anymore, who would fight for us, who would kill for us, die for us.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander
“She is so bright and glorious that you cannot look at her face or her garments for the splendor with which she shines. For she is terrible with the terror of the avenging lightning, and gentle with the goodness of the bright sun; and both her terror and her gentleness are incomprehensible to humans…. But she is with everyone and in everyone, and so beautiful is her secret that no person can know the sweetness with which she sustains people, and spares them in inscrutable mercy.”
― Hildegard von Bingen
“She is a wild, tangled forest with temples and treasures concealed within.”
― John Mark Green
“Ladies, the real battle that you are fighting isn’t for sexual market value, it’s to awaken to your true sensual calling and purpose.”
― Lebo Grand
“The Wild Woman is the one who dares, who creates, and who destroys”
― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves
“Give to the feminines in your life to attract more blessings. This can be as simple as a compliment, a listening ear, words of wisdom, flowers, or lunch. Pouring into the divine feminine is a very abundant act.”
― Robin S. Baker
“Heal, love, and protect your womb.”
― Robin S. Baker
“Envy is the religion of the mediocre. It comforts them, it soothes their worries, and finally it rots their souls, allowing them to justify their meanness and their greed until they believe these to be virtues. Such people are convinced that the doors of heaven will be opened only to poor wretches like themselves who go through life without leaving any trace but their threadbare attempts to belittle others and to exclude – and destroy if possible – those who, by the simple fact of their existence, show up their own poorness of spirit, mind, and guts. Blessed be the one at whom the fools bark, because his soul will never belong to them.”
― Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Angel’s Game
“Comparison is the thief of joy.”
― Theodore Roosevelt
“Jealousy is a thief that robs you of the joy found in recognizing the goodness in others.”
― Innantia H Magcanya
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