Endings and beginnings look just the same.

— Patricia Robin Woodruff

I am giving birth. I am midwife to myself. Now is a new life full of possibilities. I must be strong like a child.

— Patricia Robin Woodruff

I can't keep myself from creativity. Ideas flash like lightning burning my bones. It must flow out of my hands, or it will burst me apart.

— Patricia Robin Woodruff

I could feel a deep connection to Spirit in every glorious sunset and awesome wonder in every uncurling flower, but I couldn’t feel anything like that in the hollow words of men gone by.

— Patricia Robin Woodruff

I have shaken loose. Like the lily, I rest on the deep water's surface. Not knowing the journey's end, I rest in nature's embrace.

— Patricia Robin Woodruff

In poetry, we pare down our thoughts into their most graceful shapes, like minimalist sculptures.

— Patricia Robin Woodruff

Love is a poem that keeps on writing itself, sweeping us along.

— Patricia Robin Woodruff

Our lives are a constellation of events, strung together, glittering; the shapes only being seen from a distance.

— Patricia Robin Woodruff

Our wishes become real and solid if we work on their formation. If it matters to you, make energy become matter.

— Patricia Robin Woodruff

The beauty that lies hidden, makes my soul tremble with awe.

— Patricia Robin Woodruff