Angels are people who pop into our lives at a need time and then disappear without a track, having helped us through a critical point. - Julia Butterfly Hill

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Angels are people who pop into our lives at a need time and then disappear without a track, having helped us through a critical point.

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About Julia Butterfly Hill

Julia Lorraine "Butterfly" Hill (born February 18 1974) is an American environmental activist.

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Native Name: Julia Lorraine Hill
Alternative Names: Julia Hill Butterfly Hill
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I knew that if I didn't find a way to deal with my anger and hate, they would overwhelm me and I would be swallowed up in the fear, sadness, and frustration. I knew that to hate and strike out was to be a part of the same violence I was trying to stop. And so I prayed.

Wounds on the external landscape exist in the internal landscape first. We re-create those inner wounds on the outside, on the planet. So being a vegan, practicing yoga, and taking time to exercise and do things that nourish my heart and spirit are all vital parts of my “activism.” Activists have done a great job of caring for the world around us, but we haven’t done a great job of caring for ourselves and each other. … If we’re going to ask people to open up to the pain of the earth, we ought to have systems in place that enable us to relieve each other’s pain.

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True transformation occurs only when we can look at ourselves squarely and face our attachments and inner demons, free from the buzz of commercial distraction and false social realities. We have to retreat into our own cocoons and come face-to-face with who we are. We have to turn toward our own inner darkness. For only by abandoning its attachments and facing the darkness does the caterpillar's body begin to spread out and its light, beautiful wings begin to form.

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