Now that I look back, it seems to me that in all that deep darkness a miracle was preparing. So I am right to remember it as a blessed time, and myself as waiting in confidence, even if I had no idea what I was waiting for. – Marilynne Robinson, Gilead
Wild vast boundless free
The ocean never asks for
Te estas saliendo del huacal he said.
Whatever you want to call it —
stripping bark from myself, says Alice Walker
learning joy from dogs without collars, says Lauralee Summers
this is what it means to be free:
I’m on a mountaintop, and
there’s no railing, but
I choose this view
of the ground.