Quotes About Journey

We were never perfect. Yet, the journey we make together is perfect on this earth who was once a star and made the same mistakes as humans. We might make them again, she said. Crucial to finding the way is this: there is no beginning or end. You must make your own map.

I walk in and out of several worlds every day.

I thought my dance alone through worlds of odd and eccentric planets that no one else knew would sustain me.

Nobody goes anywhere though we are always leaving and returning. It's a ceremony. Sunrise occurs everywhere, in lizard time, human time, or a fern uncurling time.

Eventually, we all make it home, and we each make an individual path by any means.

My path is made of poetry and music, characterized by rowdiness and sunflowers, and given life by everyone I have met along the way in this process of becoming human. (When I say everyone, I don't mean just us ornery two-legged beings.)

All those you thought you lost now circle you And you are free of pain and heartbreak. Don't look back, keep going. We will carry your memory here, until we join you In just a little while, in one blink of star time.

What a wild dilemma, how to make it to the stars on a highway slick with fear

We were never perfect. Yet, the journey we make together is perfect on this earth who was once a star and made the same mistakes as humans. We might make them again, she said.

Time and how are the mysterious elements of any life.

Black squirrel on a slag of stone--carry me home.

Some of us did not make it. We carried their bodies far away From the cities and set their spirits free. This moment is for them—gives them nourishment Of our love to keep moving toward home.

Raw red cliffs that you stumbled down into your own shadow haven't kept you away, or soft red lights and strange electrical music that I play.

If I think behind me, I might break. If I think forward, I lose now. Forever will be a day like this Strung perfectly on the necklace of days.

They lived and laughed and loved and left

Time is the element in which we exist... We are either borne along by it or drowned in it.

Dear girl! Life is addictive. Yet we must live.

Cherie, keep walking. Shut your eyes. We are headed for the bridge. We are going to cross it.

From Mother you will inherit the belief that you can journey to your fate, there's a place to be located on a map that's destiny. If only you can get there. If it isn't too late. If no one stops you.

You love the life you've lived because it is yours.

It's where we go, and what we do when we get there, that tells us who we really are.

Out of obscurity I came. To obscurity I can return.

As long as you're in motion, your perspective is obscured. Only when you reach the summit and turn to look back, can you be at peace.

You can think of your life as the mistakes you made that catch up with you finally.