“Wolves and Women have much in common. Both share a wild spirit. Women and Wolves are instinctual creatures, able to sense the unseen. They are loyal, protective of their packs and of their pups. They are wild and beautiful. Both have been hunted and captured. Even in captivity, one can see in the eyes of a Woman, or a Wolf, the longing to run free, and the determination that should the opportunity arise, Whoosh, they will be gone…..” ~ CLARISSA PINKOLA ESTÉS, [WOMEN WHO RUN WITH THE WOLVES].

ART BY KELOGSLOOPS

“We must discover the power of love, the power, the redemptive power of love. And when we do that, we will make of this whole world a new world. But love, love is the only way.” ~Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such hints of gladness. I would almost say that they save me, and daily. I am so distant from the hope of myself, in which I have goodness, and discernment, and never hurry through the world but walk slowly, and bow often. Around me the trees stir in their leaves and call out, “Stay awhile.” The light flows from their branches. And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say, “and you too have come into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled with light, and to shine.” ~Mary Oliver (1935-2019)

Art by Séverine Pineaux

“I believe we have more than enough creativity to solve the problems of our times, but we have to make a perilous trek into the wilderness within to reclaim it. There is a stand of undeveloped jungle, a place of “indigeneity” within each of us, that can never be domesticated. It is a borderless land, beyond personality and convention, even beyond thought, where pure creativity arises. Like the signature song of a tropical bird, the spiraling of an arbutus tree, the evening scent of a jasmine bush, there is an essence in each of us intended to be expressed. Few make the trek into this creative wild, because the path requires great vulnerability. To come into our true originality, we must surrender the layers of numbness we use to protect our hearts.” ~Toko-pa Turner

Artwork by Pierre Artista

“I thought the earth remembered me, she took me back so tenderly, arranging her dark skirts, her pockets full of lichens and seeds. I slept as never before, a stone on the riverbed, nothing between me and the white fire of the stars but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths among the branches of the perfect trees. All night I heard the small kingdoms breathing around me, the insects, and the birds who do their work in the darkness. All night I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling with a luminous doom. By morning I had vanished at least a dozen times into something better.” ~Mary Oliver

Art by Natasa Ilincic Source~ Shamantube

“I call upon the oldest of old ancient feminine, the original Mother. I call upon Hecate, Calleach, Nana Buruku, Baba Yaga, Kali, Pele, the wise ones, the Crones to come marching in to surround our sister that stands in the trenches of the patriarchal halls of the “White House!” May the truth split open the skies & Oya, goddess of storms, blow through the lies and illusions of the old order & it crumbles to the ground. May all women across eternity, those living and those dead stand behind around below & above Dr. Ford protecting and guiding her heart & voice. May all female ancestors that were burned, sacrificed, raped by the patriarchy who believed their God gave them permission to do as they pleased, scream like wild banshees to destroy the story that is killing us all. May tomorrow be a new dream that is an old dream from a long long time ago, a dream where all of creation stood in the circle of life and was celebrated for simply being an intricate part of this great mystery of living on the skins of Mother Earth! Bonewoman.” ~Reda Rackley

Art by Autumn Skye

“DESTINY is a feeling you have that you know something about yourself nobody else does. The picture you have in your own mind of what you’re about WILL COME TRUE.” ~Bob Dylan

Art by Dimitra Milan

“The awareness of our separateness is what often brings on despondency and despair. We begin to think of our small human lives as inconsequential, even unnecessary, to the great diversity of things. If we let this awareness unconsciously drive us, our lives can become endless treadmills of desperation. Wishing to create a legacy, to make a mark, to create evidence of our specialness, we build from the lowly perspective of the drop. Forgetting our belonging to the greater ocean body, we become trapped in this cult of individualism, where nothing we achieve can ever be enough. But purpose, in its purest sense, is not that different from being an organ in a body. By themselves organs are useless—unless they work together, in their wholly individualized ways, to serve the greater body. We are not separate, but also we are. We are these completely unique individuals who are capable of infinite configurations of innovation and beauty, but we are embedded within and entirely dependent upon the larger ocean of allness.” ~Toko-pa Turner, Belonging: Remembering Ourselves Home (belongingbook.com)

Artwork by Gemma Capdevila

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