Wise Words: A Precious Gem

I am an avid collector of quotes—any gems of wisdom I find in my literary travels that inspire, inform, and assist me to make sense of my own thoughts.

So many books and writers have influenced me in profound ways over the last several years, challenging me, and leading me forward into a better understanding of myself and the world. I would love to be able to write about their wise words, to elucidate what they have written in my own way (and sometimes I will), yet I lack the energy to be able to do that most of the time. 

Thus, as I still want to be able to share their wisdom with you, and to spread it far and wide, I thought I would make it a goal for this year to post a quote each week that I think is particularly important. Some will be about creativity, some about spirituality or feminism, and many will be related to nature, ecology and so forth. They will, I hope, be radical and beautiful and full of love, joy and resistance.

In a roundabout way, these quotes will tell you more about who I am and what I believe. I hope they will also challenge and inspire you.

Since I have been reading the poetry of Robert Bringhurst recently, I thought that this little poem, a particularly precious gem, would be a good place to start.