“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.” ~Clarissa Pinkola Estés
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