Quotes About Renewal

In the full sun, on clean mineral soil, the aspen seedlings will be the first to colonize the devastation.

I wonder how the fabric is changed when the release of daughters tears a hole. Does it heal over quickly, or does the empty space remain? And how do the daughter cells make new connections? How is the fabric rewoven?

With their tobacco and their thanks, our people say to the Sweetgrass, "I need you." By its renewal after picking, the grass says to the people, "I need you, too." Mishkos kenomagwen. Isn't this the lesson of grass? Through reciprocity the gift is replenished. All our flourishing is mutual.

Time is not a river running inexorably to the sea, but the sea itself - its tides that appear and disappear, the fog that rises to become rain in a different river. All things that were will come again.

Robin Wall Kimmerer

A little too abstract, a little too wise, It is time for us to kiss the earth again, It is time to let the leaves rain from the skies, Let the rich life run to the roots again.

I have heard the summer dust crying to be born.

If fire doesn't raze the mountain, the land will not be fertile.

The fallen leaves return to the root.

winter gone, mountains clear, water sparkles.

spring comes, flowers fragrant, bird sings.

After bracken is picked nine times, it will sprout again. The saying Fall down eight times, stand up nine reminds us of this and symbolizes the wish for the dead to pave the way for future generations

When she is in the sea, she's in the womb of the world.

it was the dawn of a new day that Birdie prized. It was God's little reminder that no matter how dark the night, the sun always rises.

No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man.

Second chances come when we least expect them.

He called himself chief among sinners yet proclaimed himself made new in Christ.

Stale water is a poor drink," said Annlaw. "Stale skill is worse. And the man who walks in his own footsteps only ends where he began.

Keep a green tree in your heart and perhaps the singing bird will come.

That's why we have the Museum, Matty, to remind us of how we came, and why: to start fresh, and begin a new place from what we had learned and carried from the old.

It's as if the sea sucked away her past and left her empty.

That's why we have the Museum, Matty, to remind us of how we came, and why: to start fresh, and begin a new place from what we had learned and carried from the old.

But the moment passed and was followed by an urge, a need, a passionate yearning to share the warmth with the one person left for him to love. Aching from the effort, he forced the memory of warmth into the thin, shivering body in his arms. Gabriel stirred. For a moment they both were bathed in warmth and renewed strength as they stood hugging each other in the blinding snow.

In the new light, Gabe could see that the weapons had changed. They were broken toys, bits of rusted tin, as if a careless child had left them out in the rain.