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Refuge: An Unnatural History of Family and Place

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Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Refuge Quotes Showing of I cannot sleep for all their raucous behavior.

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Perched on weathered fences, their green-black tales, long as rulers, wave up and down, reprimanding me for all I have not done. I have done nothing for weeks.

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I have no work. I don't want to see anyone much less talk. All I want to do is sleep. Monday, I hit rock-bottom, different from bedrock, which is solid, expansive, full of light and originality. Rock-bottom is the bottom of the rock, the underbelly that rarely gets turned over; but when it does, I am the spider that scurries from daylight to find another place to hide. Today I feel stronger, learning to live with the natural cycles of a day and to not expect so much from myself.

As women, we hold the moon in our bellies. It is too much to ask to operate on full-moon energy three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

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I am in a crescent phase. And the energy we expend emotionally belongs to the hidden side of the moon What do they believe?

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What is of value? What should they do with the new freedom that is theirs now that their children are, for the most part, grown? Your mother has changed a great deal over the years.

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During the early s when many women were rethinking their roles within the home and confronting their own independence, I saw Diane focusing on her health, living, surviving, so she could raise you children.

Along the way, she became much more philosophical. I admire how she protects her energy and understands her limitations. Did they walk side by side along the lake edge? What stories did they tell while weaving strips of bulrush into baskets?


How did daughters bury their mothers and exercise their grief? What were the secret rituals of women? I feel certain they must have been tied to birds.

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Her womb is the first landscape we inhabit. It is here we learn to respond - to move, to listen, to be nourished and grow. In her body we grow to be human as our tails disappear and our gills turn to lungs. Our maternal environment is perfectly safe - dark, warm, and wet. It is a residency inside the Feminine.

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When we outgrow our mother's body, our cramps become her own. We move. She labors. Our body turns upside down in hers as we journey through the birth canal. She pushes in pain. We emerge, a head. She pushes one more time, and we slide out like a fish.

Refuge: An Unnatural History of Family and Place

Slapped on the back by the doctor, we breath. The umbilical cord is cut - not at our request.

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Separation is immediate. A mother reclaims her body, for her own life. Not ours.

Terry tempest williams refuge pdf to excel

Minutes old, our first death is our own birth. These flamingos, of course, are not Phoenicopterus ruber, but pink, plastic flamingos that can easily be purchased at any hardware store.

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It is curious that we need to create an environment foreign from our own. In , over , plastic flamingos were purchased in the United States. And the number is rising. Pink flamingos teetering on suburban lawns - our unnatural link to the natural world. Each has a voice.

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They remind us what it means to be human - that it is our nature to survive, to create works of beauty, to be resourceful, to be attentive to the world we live in.

Slapped on the back by the doctor, we breathe. Tolerating blind obedience in the name of patriotism or religion ultimately takes our lives. Welcome back. Just a moment while we sign you in to your Goodreads account.