I am a collector of words

Words feed me, free me, comfort, uplift and heal me. I've been saving my favorites in books, handwritten over the years and thought that perhaps in sharing them, not only am I preserving them for myself, but perhaps others may also find healing in them as I have.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Soul

"When you tire of your own constriction and you open, come what may, to the flow of life, you and your soul become one, and you feel a river moving through you, a joy."  Elizabeth Lesser

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