Quote for Today: Clarissa Pinkola Estés
And then there are the cravings.. Oh, la! A woman may crave to be near water, or be belly down, her face in the earth, smelling the wild smell. …
And then there are the cravings.. Oh, la! A woman may crave to be near water, or be belly down, her face in the earth, smelling the wild smell. …
It was almost painful to watch, that kite of mine. Tethered to the string in my hand. Dancing in the sky all alone. My breath caught in my throat, my …
Synkroniciti is so happy to welcome back poet Melissa Rendlen. Her poem “Among the Birches” opens our newest issue, “Transcend,” and speaks of the exhilaration of a clear fall morning. …
And though I came to forget or regret all I have ever done, yet would I remember that once I saw the dragons aloft on the wind at sunset above …
There is nothing else in magic but the wild thought of the bird as it casts itself into the void. There is no creature upon the earth with such potential …
What was up I didn’t know. But the morning of Carnival, when I was lighting those candles, these two mockingbirds, you see, they flew from the skies, rested on …
“Listen to th’ wind wutherin’ round the house,” she said. “You could bare stand up on the moor if you was out on it tonight.” Mary did not know what …
For me, walking in a hard Dakota wind can be like staring at the ocean: humbled before its immensity, I also have a sense of being at home on this …
I can believe almost anything- that we began as thoughts an ocean away carried as seeds or smog or trash across the water by capital by will by God …
Or I would be the rain itself, wreathing over the island, mingling in the quiet of moist places, filling its pores with its saturated breaths. And I would be the …