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Years ago, I read the inspiring words below from Clarissa Pinkola Estés. I saw then again today, and had to share.

Today, her words particularly inspired me as I have recently started learning how to draw and paint, skills I have neglected most of my life — perhaps after hearing from so many elementary school teachers words like “Della, you really can’t draw well, can you. Perhaps you’ll find another type of art that inspires you.”

I did, of course, working with fibre, jewelry, clay and other media such as writing, singing and playing an instrument. But I always wanted to learn drawing and painting, and I am now taking several online courses for both. And I’m enjoying learning without fear or judgement. What is important is my own judgment, not that of others.

Perhaps there is some wisdom — or an ancestral memory — here in these words for you. 

Perhaps you too are still catching up to what you are.

We do not become healers. We came as healers. We are. Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not become storytellers. We came as carriers of the stories we and our ancestors actually lived. We are. Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not become artists. We came as artists. We are. Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not become writers.. dancers.. musicians.. helpers.. peacemakers. We came as such. We are. Some of us are still catching up to what we are.

We do not learn to love in this sense. We came as Love. We are Love. Some of us are still catching up to who we truly are

A Simple Prayer for Remembering the Motherlode by Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from The Contemplari manuscript

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