Metaphorically, the body becomes a machine to be driven or a garbage dump to be avoided. At the same time, the magnificent Mother in whose womb we live is mindlessly poisoned and raped. Surely, our insane denial has to be… — Marion Woodman Copy Share Image
“I yearned for lightness; I still yearn for lightness. Lightness is freedom -- freedom from the heaviness of too much stuff, too many words,… — Marion Woodman Copy Share Image
To love unconditionally requires no contracts, bargains or agreements. — Marion Woodman Copy Share Image
Many people can listen to their cat more intelligently than they can listen to their own despised body. Because they attend to their pet… — Marion Woodman Copy Share Image
My soul is the bridge between spirit and body and, as such, is a uniter of opposites. Without soul at center, I would either… — Marion Woodman Copy Share Image
Storytelling is at the heart of life. As a child, I was never bored because I could always get on with my story. — Marion Woodman Copy Share Image
The mystery of God touches us - or does not - in the smallest details: giving a strawberry, with love; receiving a touch, with… — Marion Woodman Copy Share Image
The body has a wisdom of its own. However, slowly and circuitously that wisdom manifests, once it is experienced it is a foundation, a… — Marion Woodman Copy Share Image
The body is like an elaborate metaphor. One may be able to taste and not swallow, like the anorexic, or to swallow and not… — Marion Woodman Copy Share Image
This is your body, your greatest gift, pregnant with wisdom you do not hear, grief you thought was forgotten, and joy you have never… — Marion Woodman Copy Share Image
“This is the beginning of a road whose end is totally unknown and totally known.” — Marion Woodman Copy Share Image
