Monday, January 3, 2011

Searching For Love

Artist: Philip Straub
Medium: Photoshop and Painter
About this Image: A painting for the Philip Straub original IP, Utherworlds.

"There is a way that nature speaks, that land speaks. Most of the time we are simply not patient enough, quiet enough, to pay attention to the story." - Linda Hogan

Linda Hogan, Chickasaw, (b. July 16, 1947) is a poet, storyteller, academic, playwright, novelist, environmentalist and writer of short stories. Hogan grew up in a military family and therefore moved often, with most of her childhood spent in Oklahoma and Colorado. As a result, she did not grow up within an Indian community. Linda has a Masters degree in English and Creative Writing from the University of Colorado.

"Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding about ourselves." - Carl Jung

"There is no freedom like seeing myself as I am and not losing heart." - Elizabeth J. Canham

(I comment, Isn't it wonderful that someone thought to say it that way?)

The Rev. Dr. Elizabeth J. Canham has been leading pilgrimages and retreats for more than twenty-five years. She is a priest in the Episcopal Church who came to the United States from her native England in 1981 and continues to celebrate her Celtic heritage. She has served as spiritual guide to pilgrim groups in Israel, Egypt, Europe, the British Isles, and the Republic of Ireland. She is connected with Stillpoint Community and Stillpoint Ministries

Searching For Love

I have looked for you
everywhere, pretending
I would recognize
you if I found you.

October 8, 2009 3:46 PM


  1. That poem, your poem, exactly. That's what I've been doing my whole life. Apparently I'm not the only one.

  2. I don't know...even if we don't do it exactly, we all know it. To say it takes a special courage. To acknowledge it when it is presented also takes courage. To do it anywhere other than books and poems takes a calling, because it isn't an easy win if it ever is a win.

    Maybe most of us have done it once, actually had the opportunity to feel it near enough to grasp. At least I hope so. There is nothing like the moment when one realizes that it might actually come true this time. To consciously fall is beyond description.


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