There is a way that nature speaks, that land speaks. Most of the time we are simply not patient enough, quiet enough, to pay attention to the story.
"I have noticed even people who claim everything is predestined, and that we can do nothing to change it, look before they cross the road.”
— Stephen Hawking (via joolabee)
"Ancient moon priestesses were called virgins. ‘Virgin’ meant not married, not belonging to a man - a woman who was ‘one-in-herself’. The very word derives from a Latin root meaning strength, force, skill; and was later applied to men: virle. Ishtar, Diana, Astarte, Isis were all all called virgin, which did not refer to sexual chastity, but sexual independence. And all great culture heroes of the past, mythic or historic, were said to be born of virgin mothers: Marduk, Gilgamesh, Buddha, Osiris, Dionysus, Genghis Khan, Jesus - they were all affirmed as sons of the Great Mother, of the Original One, their worldly power deriving from her. When the Hebrews used the word, and in the original Aramaic, it meant ‘maiden’ or ‘young woman’, with no connotations to sexual chastity. But later Christian translators could not conceive of the ‘Virgin Mary’ as a woman of independent sexuality, needless to say; they distorted the meaning into sexually pure, chaste, never touched.”
— Monica Sjoo, The Great Cosmic Mother: Rediscovering the Religion of the Earth  (via thewaking)



"Włóczykij szedł coraz szybciej, prosto w stronę lasu. Wtedy w ostatnim domu ktoś uchylił trochę drzwi i bardzo stary głos zawołał:
– Dokąd idziesz?
– Nie wiem – odpowiedział Włóczykij.
Drzwi zamknęły się i Włóczykij wszedł w las. Miał przed sobą sto mil ciszy.”

- Tove Jansson, “Dolina Muminków w listopadzie”