I realized it for the first time in my life: there is nothing but mystery in the world, how it hides behind the fabric of our poor, browbeat days, shining brightly, and we don't even know it. Sue Monk Kidd More Quotes by Sue Monk Kidd More Quotes From Sue Monk Kidd Yes, here I am returning, the woman who bore herself to the bottom and back. Who wanted to swim like dolphins, leaping waves and diving. Who wanted only to belong to herself. Sue Monk Kidd dolphins swim here-i-am My ultimate authority is the divine voice in my own soul. Period. Sue Monk Kidd voice divine soul To be fully human, fully myself, To accept all that I am, all that you envision, This is my prayer. Walk with me out to the rim of life, Beyond security. Take me to the exquisite edge of courage And release me to become. Sue Monk Kidd release accepting prayer It's easy to operate under the illusion that what we are doing is so important we cannot stop doing it. ... Stopping is a spiritual act. It is the refuge where we drink life in. Sue Monk Kidd stopping important spiritual I eventually found that the soul is more than an immortal commodity to win and save. It is the repository of the inner divine, the truest part of us. Sue Monk Kidd commodity soul winning Disconnected from my feminine soul, I had also unknowingly forfeited my power to name sacred reality. I had simply accepted what men had named. Neither had I noticed that when women give this power away, it is rarely used to liberate and restore value to women. More often it is used to shore up and enhance the privileged position of men. Sue Monk Kidd names men reality What's wrong with living in a dream world? You have to wake up. Sue Monk Kidd wake-up dream world You've got to figure out which end of the needle you're gon' be, the one that's fastened to the thread or the end that pierces the cloth. Sue Monk Kidd thread figures ends The awakening passed from simple recognition of my need for God at the center of my life, to a depth where the will is stirred And that is a deeper place by far. That is the place of response, of unifying one's heart, mind, soul and feet around a decision. Sue Monk Kidd simple feet heart When it comes to religion today, we tend to be long on butterflies and short on cocoons. Somehow we're going to have to relearn that the deep things of God don't come suddenly. Sue Monk Kidd butterfly long religion The symbol of Goddess gives us permission. She teaches us to embrace the holiness of every natural, ordinary, sensual dying moment. Patriarchy may try to negate body & flee earth with its constant heartbeat of death, but Goddess forces us back to embrace them, to take our human life in our arms & clasp it for the divine life it is - the nice, sanitary, harmonious moment as well as the painful, dark, splintered ones. Sue Monk Kidd nice dark giving So few people know what they're capable of. Sue Monk Kidd capable knows people the feminine journey is a story unfolding, and its epiphanies come through real things, through tangibles like walking sticks and dreams and deer antlers--all of which we might miss without taking time and space in Deep Being. Sue Monk Kidd real journey dream Whatever else you do, listen to your Deepest Self. Love Her and be true to Her, speak Her truth, always. Sue Monk Kidd self-love speak self Stopping is a spiritual art. It is the refuge where we drink life in. Sue Monk Kidd stopping spiritual art I sit in my new room and write everything down. My heart never stops talking. Sue Monk Kidd heart writing talking It was the in-between time, before day leaves and night comes, a time I’ve never been partial to because of the sadness that lingers in the space between going and coming. Sue Monk Kidd sadness space night When compassion wakes up in us, we find ourselves more willing to become vulnerable, to take the risk of entering the pain of others. Sue Monk Kidd risk pain compassion This is the autumn of wonders, yet every day, every single day, I go back to that burned afternoon in August when T. Ray left. I go back to that one moment when I stood in the driveway with small rocks and clumps of dirt around my feet and looked back at the porch. And there they were. All these mothers. I have more mothers than any eight girls off the street. They are the moons shining over me. Sue Monk Kidd autumn girl mother To remain silent in the face of evil is itself a form of evil. Sue Monk Kidd silent evil faces
