Abstract
“Just as the portrayal of the hills in the shape of a sleeping woman can be a metaphor of women's unconsciousness to our native mode of spirituality, the portrayal can also be seen as our own immersion in the very context of the wholeness. Ultimately, we are not observers of that wholeness, as if it took place only outside of us, but we are participants in that wholeness. Our giving voice to it—our singing its song—might well be called the completion and celebration of this kind of spirituality.”
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