I didn't know what to think, but what I felt was magnetic and so big it ached like the moon had entered… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
I wondered what it was like to be inside her, just a curl of flesh swimming in the darkness, the quiet things… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
Back in the autumn I had awakened to a growing darkness and cacophony, as if something in the depths were crying out.… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
Rebirth is almost impossible without the darkness.....I tell myself I am experiencing the death of myself as mother, the death of myself… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
I found that I could not climb my way up to God in a blaze of doing and performing. Rather, I had… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
Gazing into the mirror, I saw myself as I was-a black silhouette in the room, a woman whose darkness had completely leaked… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“She was wet with my crying. Up around her collar the cotton of her dress was plastered to her skin. I could… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“I pulled out my bag and examined my mother's picture. I wondered what it had been like to be inside her, just… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
In recent years my understanding of God had evolved into increasingly remote abstractions. I'd come to think of God in terms like Divine Reality,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
we need not avoid our active lives, but simply bring to them a new vision and shift of gravity. for in the center we… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“The mermaids came to me finally, in the pink hours of my life. They are my consolation. For them I dove with arms outstretched,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“The bag contained a pair of white cotton gloves stained the color of age.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
I eventually found that the soul is more than an immortal commodity to win and save. It is the repository of the inner divine,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“Readiness for dying arrives by attending the smallest moment and finding the eternal inside of it.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“I sat at her desk and turned one page after another, staring at what looked like bits and pieces of black lace laid cross… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
The translucence that comes when life hardens into a bead of such cruel perfection you see it with the purest clarity. Everything suddenly there--life… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“There's no pain on earth that doesn't require a benevolent witness.” — sue monk kidd Copy Share Image
