Have you ever come across some words that seemed like was a message that you were supposed to come across? The quote above was one of those instances. I came across it on Instragram on Rowen White’s feed about her own loss. I created this journal spread and didn’t think I’d post it on my blog, but decided to just in case someone who happens to stop by here, needed to read these words as well:
“Time is an enormous, long river, and I am standing in it, just as you are standing in it. My elders are the tributaries, and everything they thought and every poem that they laid down flows down to me – and if I take the time to ask, and if I take the time to see, and if I take the time to reach out, I can build that bridge between my world and theirs. I can reach down into that river and take out what I need to get through this world.” -Utah Phillips
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