Quotes About Healing

Our capacity to forgive is our superpower.

the book The Sedona Method by Hale Dwoskin offers excellent support for working with negative thoughts in this way.

I pressed my lips against his ear and whispered again, It's not your fault. Perhaps this was really the only thing I had ever wanted to say to anyone, and be told.

People just need a little help because they are so used to not loving. It's like scoring the clay to make another piece of clay stick to it.

It's not your fault. Perhaps this was really the only thing I had ever wanted to say to anyone, and be told.

The primitive magician, the medicine man or shaman is not only a sick man, he is above all, a sick man who has been cured, who has succeeded in curing himself.

We increase our suffering through our attempts to avoid it

anyone who's ever lost a parent, child, lover, spouse, or close friend, knows that grief is one of the most powerful emotional forces there is—powerful enough to shatter the self we've carefully constructed.

aversion to suffering only worsens it.

I learned that the only way to handle feelings is to get hostile, drunk, or stoned. That's what my parents did. That's what my brothers did. And that's what I did. I was addicted to drugs for years before I began to realize that if I didn't deal with my feelings, I would be dead.

The heart heals itself when it's open to pain.

He who grieved goes out in joy.

Sadness is what holds our bones in place.

Whatever the reasons, when forgiveness happens it is always a miracle of grace. The obstacles in its way are immense

Thoughts by a graveside are too dark and deep to be sustained for any length of time. Sooner or later the hurt mind turns to the sun for healing, and this is as it should be, for otherwise, what future could any of us hope for, but madness?

Life went on. No matter what happened, life went on, inexorably, callously, it might seem, to those in grief. But somehow, in this continuity, there were the seeds of comfort.

That's the third death this year,' mused Mr Willet, his eyes on the rooks wheeling against the sky. . . . 'Like a stab wound, every time,' he said. 'Leaves a hole, and a little of your life-blood drains away.

Life could never be quite as sweet again. A vital part of her had died, it seemed, with Arnold's going; a part which beauty, work or the love of friends could not replace. But from these sources came a measure of comfort for which she was humbly grateful. She learnt, at this time, the invaluable lesson of find happiness in little things, and by picking up small crumbs of comfort as she went about her daily work nursed her damaged spirit back to health.

I don't know why they call it heartbreak. It feels like every other part of my body is broken too.

I wish the Ganges could wash the grief from my heart, but it can't.

We all lose somebody we care about and want to find some comforting way of dealing with it, something that will give us a little closure, a little peace.

Sharing tales of those we've lost is how we keep from really losing them.

Holding anger is a poison...It eats you from inside...We think that by hating someone we hurt them...But hatred is a curved blade...and the harm we do to others...we also do to ourselves.

than the death of God the Son on the cross. Each and every sin, no matter how heinous or shameful, can be forgiven. Therefore, by his suffering and death, Christ can reconcile everyone who believes in the power of that saving death, turns to him in faith, and asks for forgiveness for sins and reconciliation