Even as a child, even as my blood-past was drained from me, I understood that if I were strong enough to accept it, I was being offered a second history.
Anne MichaelsTrees for example, carry the memory of rainfal. In their rings we read ancient weather - storms, sunlight and temperatures, the growing seasons of centuries. A forest shares a history which each tree remembers even after it has been felled.
Anne MichaelsThe shadow past is shaped by everything that never happened. Invisible, it melts the present like rain through karst.
Anne Michaels