Clarissa Pinkola Estes Famous Quotes & Sayings
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I am built close to the ground and of extravagant body.

If you have never been called a defiant, incorrigible, impossible woman ... have faith. There is yet time.

There is an integrity to story that comes from a real life lived in it. A story is clearly illumined from being raised up in it. In

I was an aesthete rather than an athlete, and my only wish was to be an ecstatic wanderer.

Dogs are the magicians of the universe.

We all wish to be brave and strong in the face of disaster. We all wish to be looked up to for our endurance and efforts to help others.

Don't waste your time hating a failure. Failure is a greater teacher than success. Listen, learn, go on.

Ours is not the task of fixing the entire world at once, but of stretching out to mend the part of the world that is within our reach.

When you focus with soul eyes, / You will see home in many, many places.

Friends who love you and have warmth for your creative life are the very best suns in the world.

For myself, solitude is rather like a folded-up forest that I carry with me everywhere and unfurl around myself when I have need.

The desire to force love to live only in its most positive form is what causes love ultimately to fall over dead.

To take the world into one's arms and act towards it in a soul-filled and soul-strengthening manner is a powerful act of wildish spirit.

There is no one a wildish woman loves better than a mate who can be her equal.

The soul has no gender.

So, let us push on now, and remember ourselves back to the wild soul. Let us sing her flesh back onto our bones.

Even if one has friends, those friends may not be suns.

Remember, if logic were all there really was to the world, then surely all men would ride sidesaddle

Any time I find medicine that's helpful, I share it with everyone I know.

Tears are a river that takes you somewhere ... Tears lift your boat off the rocks, off dry ground, carrying it downriver to someplace better.

This wolf-woman Self must have freedom to move, to speak, to be angry, and to create.

That sort of overintellectualization obscures the patterns of the Wild Woman and the instinctual nature of women.

Night is when we are closer to ourselves, closer to essential ideas and feelings that do not register so much during daylight hours.

Since time out of mind, a considered act of heroism has been the cure for stultifying ambivalence.

The deterioration of symbols is natural. They wear out, needing to be reclaimed, recreated; returned to the spirit.

Without art we live under the illusion that there is only time, and not eternity.

Our own sorrows seem heavy enough, even when lifted by certain long-term joys. But watching others hurt is the breaker of most any heart.

Stories that rise from deep suffering can provide the most potent remedies for past, present, and even future ills.

A healthy woman is much like a wolf: robust, chock-full, strong life force, life-giving, territorially aware, inventive, loyal, roving.

I have to go to the woods, and I have to meet the wolf, or else my life will never begin.

Be proud of your scars. They have everything to do with your strength, and what you've endured. They're a treasure map to the deep self.

I became married at a young age and had two daughters and divorced at 26. I had to go on welfare to make ends meet. I had no way to support myself.

The predation of wolves and women by those who misunderstand them is strikingly similar.

Artfulness is not simple entertainment,
especially during upheaval,
unleashing creative life is sacred duty.

Art is not meant to be created in stolen moments only.

Bone by bone, hair by hair, Wild Woman comes back. Through night dreams, through events half understood and half remembered ...

A runner is real when she takes the first step.

Writing, real writing, should leave a small sweet bruise somewhere on the writer ... and on the reader.

When seeking guidance, don't ever listen to the tiny-hearted. Be kind to them, heap them with blessing, cajole them, but do not follow their advice.

Unfurl the bandages, ready the medicine. Let us return now, wild women howling, laughing, singing up The One who loves us.

A woman must be able to stand in the face of power, because ultimately some part of that power will become hers.

When a great ship is in harbor and moored, it is safe, there can be no doubt. But that is not what great ships are built for.

Even in the best of worlds the soul needs refurbishing from time to time.

Rather than chairs and tables, I preferred the ground, trees, and caves, for in those places I felt I could lean against the cheek of God.