Clarissa Pinkola Estes Quotes About Bones

Quotes about: Bones

• The body remembers, the bones remember, the joints remember, even the little finger remembers. Memory is lodged in pictures and feelings in the cells themselves. Like a sponge filled with water, anywhere the flesh is pressed, wrung, even touched lightly, a memory may flow out in a stream.

  Clarissa Pinkola Estes

  Memories, Cells, Water

• When women hear those words, an old, old memory is stirred and brought back to life. The memory is of our absolute, undeniable, and irrevocable kinship with the wild feminine, a relationship which may have become ghostly from neglect, buried by over-domestication, outlawed by the surrounding culture, or no longer understood anymore. We may have forgotten her names, we may not answer when she calls ours, but in our bones we know her, we yearn toward her, we know she belongs to us and we to her.

  Clarissa Pinkola Estes

  Memories, Names, Culture

• So, let us push on now, and remember ourselves back to the wild soul. Let us sing her flesh back onto our bones.

  Clarissa Pinkola Estes

  Soul, Flesh, Remember

• Bone by bone, hair by hair, Wild Woman comes back. Through night dreams, through events half understood and half remembered.

  Clarissa Pinkola Estes

  Dream, Night, Hair

• I come from a long line of tellers: mesemondok, old Hungarian women who tell while sitting on wooden chairs with their plastic pocketbooks on their laps, their knees apart, their skirts touching the ground... and cuentistas, old Latina women who stand, robust of breast, hips wide, and cry out the story ranchera style. Both clans storytell in the plain voice of women who have lived blood and babies, bread and bones. For them, story is a medicine which strengthens and arights the individual and the community.

  Clarissa Pinkola Estes

  Baby, Blood, Voice

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