“It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it.” – John Burroughs
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“Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.” – Yoko Ono
“I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape—the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.” – Andrew Wyeth
“I pray this winter be gentle and kind—a season of rest from the wheel of the mind.” – John Geddes
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“Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity.” – Novala Takemoto
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“O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?” – Percy Bysshe Shelley
I had embarked on a journey to talk with Mugwort because I wanted to understand plants and nature in a new way. To listen rather than destroy. To ask rather than demand. To learn to respect rather than disregard. And also, to find out why it annoyed me so much.
What is the force that makes the moon want to be with the Earth, and the Earth want to be with the Sun? You could call it gravity, but that is such a grave term for allurement. We might as well call it Love.
One of Thomas Berry’s major contributions to what he called the Great Work was his articulation of the principles and philosophy of Earth Jurisprudence.