"The woman who takes the time to grow herself in the darkness becomes familiar - perhaps for the first time - with the real source and containment of her psychic strength."
"No longer is her strength dissipated in obeying an idealised father figure, in pleasing a lover, in trying to satisfy a perpetually unsatisfied mother figure, in accommodating to a patriarchal organisation or culture, in appeasing the inner witch who tells her she is worthless...."
"....No longer is her strength lost to obeying compulsions, drives, and obsessions that can slip in during the dark night of the soul and substitute for the real thing...."
"....and what is the real thing, the thing for which she longs?...."
".... [it is] the love affair with her own spirit, the inner marriage that commits her to her destiny, the rituals of soul that feed her deepest hunger....."
"..... the sense of being pregnant with her Self, the creative essence"