8 Quotes by Linda Durham

Ravens taught me to pay attention. The desert taught me to see. Art and artists taught me to see more…and better…and to appreciate, savor, and protect.

The pilgrimage raised me from a place of hopelessness to one of hopefulness. As it had done each time I needed a spiritual rebirth, it offered strong medicine for my ailing psyche as it signaled the beginning of my next never-ending adventure and pulled and pushed me toward more parts of the unexplored and unknown.

Dead ends and detours met me at every turn.

Real and proverbial doors had shut. Softly. I didn’t have to slam anything. The winds of change did that for me.

We may think our past is behind us. Yet, sometimes it is blatantly in our face. Moments, seemingly lost, become inextricably intertwined with consciousness in the Here and Now.

It was a moment of awe. I considered the powerful appearance of the two ravens an immediate and true message from God. The magical encounter settled in my cells. I embraced the call to honor those messengers whose commanding presence showed me the link between a call to God and a response through nature.

Spiritual and psychological growth is not like an architectural structure that builds on a foundation. Sometimes we erect walls where they shouldn’t be or needn’t be when they bear no load. And, sometimes, the most forward-thinking course is to tear them down, leaving us nowhere to hide.

I had come full circle, from knowing nothing much about most everything at the start of my blind climb toward unimaginable heights to knowing nothing all over again and beginning to search for another trailhead on the mountain of wisdom.