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, October 17, 2010

Dark Night of the Soul

"The most precious gift of your dark night might be the sheer edge and heft of your soul, your presence as a person of real substance."  Thomas Moore

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