Quotes About Healing

Kind words can heal and harsh words can kill

Abuse changes who we are, it changes who we become, It changes how we move in the world – And so does kindness

Sometimes all we need to soothe our soul and ease our burdens is the loving hand of a friend gently touching our heart and lifting us towards love

Llora por un padre que siempre fue tolerante y compasivo y que adoraba a sus hijos. Brotan lágrimas secas de una herida que, intuye, nunca cicatrizará.

A good cry is like a good rain.... Afterwards everything is washed clean, and for awhile, you can see for miles.

sees. Glaciers could cleave continents, and the pain would still live somewhere in the secret chambers of the heart. For the lucky ones, scar tissue forms, and the passage of time builds more and more tissue until the pain is simply part of a person's makeup, part of who he or she is—the grain in the wood.

James directed that when the patient discusses his sickness with the elders and prayer is made, the possibility of sickness as the result of sin ought to be discussed. If sin is found in the background of the problem, it must be confessed.

grieving was a human process with known stages and unknown timetables.

You can't stay mad at somebody who makes you laugh.

The bones came jumbled together from the kitchen... there was no way of telling my parents from my Brothers and Sisters. I put them all in the same urn. Sometimes, late at night, I hold them in my hands and cry.

Sorrow never heals. We simply take comfort in the fact that our pain seems to fade.

Great quotes are like great medicine; they can cure us when we are down—written in 2008 by Jay Xiong

Talk between women friends is always therapy...

I am making amends and seeking forgiveness. My only hope is that some good can come out of my situation.

Torture has an indelible character. Whoever was tortured, stays tortured.

I throw back my head, and, feeling free as the wind, breathe in the fresh mountain air. Although I am heavy-hearted, my spirits are rising. To walk in nature is always good medicine.

There must be a wound inside the words that communicates.

je savais que je portais le pardon.

C'est pour l'amusette et pour le calmant du cÅ"ur et ça suffit quand je me joue pour moi, parce que je sais déjà, et que ça tombe sur un morceau de mon cÅ"ur qui est sensible comme un Å"il malade. L'autre, c'est pour le sérieux et pour la guérison de l'homme.

Elle se servait beaucoup de sa larme pour amollir son mal.

Those who weep recover more quickly than those who smile.

her final words seem to ripple outward like waves of water from a thrown stone—don't remember don't remember don't remember don'trememberdon't "Remember?

The wounding becomes sacred when we are willing to release our old stories and to become the vehicles through which the new story may emerge into time.

Being divorced is like being hit by a Mack truck. If you live through it, you start looking very carefully to the right and to the left.