You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting — over and over announcing your place in the family of things.
Wild Geese by Mary Oliver
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Hello,
I am here via Andrea’s site. I see yet another quote from Mary Oliver and I am making the move to read more… the universe has pointed to this woman many times in the last few weeks….
I look forward to reading more. Where in the Interior are you moving to? I grew up in Oliver BC.
Hi Ramona! Thanks for coming by and for your comment. We are moving to West Bank, pretty close to Oliver (now that I google mapped it
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Hope you find what you are looking for with Mary. She’s pretty amazing.