My Mother's Death Put Me In Touch With My Most Savage Self. As I've Grown Up And Come To Terms With Her

The thing about hiking the Pacific Crest Trail, the thing that was so profound to me that summer—and yet also, like most things, so very simple—was how few choices I had and how often I had to do the thing I least wanted to do. How there was no escape or denial. No numbing it down with a martini or covering it up with a roll in the hay. As I clung to the chaparral that day, attempting to patch up my bleeding finger, terrified by every sound that the bull was coming back, I considered my options. There were only two and they were essentially the same. I could go back in the direction I had come from, or I could go forward in the direction I intended to go.

Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

The narratives we create in order to justify our actions and choices become in so many ways who we are. They are the things we say back to ourselves to explain our complicated lives. Perhaps the reason you've not yet been able to forgive yourself is that you're still invested in your self-loathing. Perhaps not forgiving yourself is the flip side of your stealing-this-now cycle. Would you be a better or worse person if you forgave yourself for the bad things you did? If you perpetually condemn yourself for being a liar and a thief, does that make you good?

Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar

That my complicated life could be made so simple was astounding

Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

Don't lament so much about how your career is going to turn out. You don't have a career. You have a life. Do the work. Keep the faith. Be true blue.

Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar

Don't surrender all your joy for an idea you used to have about yourself that isn't true anymore.

Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar

…we are all, in the private kingdom of our hearts, desperate for the company of a wise, true friend. Someone who isn't embarrassed by our emotions, or her own, who recognizes that life is short and that all we have to offer, in the end, is love.

Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar

...the ultimate dwindling resource in the human arrangement isn't cheap oil or potable water or even common sense, but mercy.

Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar

Or just close your eyes and remember everything you already know. Let whatever mysterious starlight that guided you this far guide you onward into whatever crazy beauty awaits.

Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar

I put her burnt bones into my mouth and swallowed them whole

Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

…it was enough to trust that what I’d done was true.

Cheryl Strayed