Clarissa Pinkola Estes
Clarissa Pinkola Estes
Clarissa Pinkola Estésis an American poet, Jungian pscyhoanalyst, post-trauma recovery specialist, author and spoken word artist...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth27 January 1945
CountryUnited States of America
art illusion eternity
Without art we live under the illusion that there is only time, and not eternity.
art moments stolen
Art is not meant to be created in stolen moments only.
art psychology stories
Story is far older than the art of science and psychology, and will always be the elder in the equation no matter how much time passes.
art butterfly night
I learned about the sacred art of self decoration with the monarch butterflies perched atop my head, lightning bugs as my night jewelry, and emerald-green frogs as bracelets.
art soul form
The point of art is not simply to express ourselves, but to create an external, concrete form in which the soul of our lives can be evoked and contained.
art stupid block
Be wild; that is how to clear the river. The river does not flow in polluted, we manage that. The river does not dry up, we block it. If we want to allow it its freedom, we have to allow our ideational lives to be let loose, to stream, letting anything come, initially censoring nothing. That is creative life. It is made up of divine paradox. To create one must be willing to be stone stupid, to sit upon a throne on top of a jackass and spill rubies from one’s mouth. Then the river will flow, then we can stand in the stream of it raining down.
family invention latina means proud simply women
No Latina woman would be called 'Ms.' - that's an invention of middle-class Anglo women. Latina women are proud to be called 'Mrs.' That simply means that we have a family.
medicine stories
Stories are medicine.
teacher greater
Failure is a greater teacher than success
running circles air
Wolves never look more funny than when they have lost the scent and scrabble to find it again: they hop in the air; they run in circles, they plow up the ground with their noses . . . .
forgiveness forgiving god-forgives
God forgives us. ... Who am I not to forgive?
soul wish culture
Though her soul requires seeing, the culture around her requires sightlessness. Though her soul wishes to speak its truth, she is pressured to be silent.
cutting hands touching
The body is like the earth ... as vulnerable to overbuilding, being carved into parcels, cut off, overmined, and shorn of its power as any landscape.
inspiration rivers rocks
Tears are a river that takes you somewhere…Tears lift your boat off the rocks, off dry ground, carrying it downriver to someplace better.