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When Women Were Birds

Once upon a time, when women were birds, there was the simple understanding that to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk was to heal the world through joy. The birds still remember what we have forgotten, that the world is meant to be celebrated.

...For far too long we have been seduced into walking a path that did not lead us to ourselves.

For far too long we have said yes when we wanted to say no. And for far too long we have said no when we desperately wanted to say yes. . .

When we don't listen to our intuition, we abandon our souls. And we abandon our souls because we are afraid if we don't, others will abandon us.

~ Terry Tempest Williams, When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on Voice Art by David Joaquin

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