Saturday, April 21, 2012


"In these moments, I felt innocent and wild, privy to the secrets and gifts exchanged only in nature. I was the tree, split open by change. I was the flood, bursting through grief. I was the rainbow at night, dancing in darkness. Hands on the earth, I closed my eyes and remembered where the source of my power lay."
--Terry Tempest Williams

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