Quotes About Healing

it was as if that long-healed wound was raw again; all the complex memories crowded once more to the forefront of her mind. An old despair should not feel so new, but a new despair could haul an old one out of hiding.

Thank you, no," Zoe said, speaking with an effort. "If I have something to occupy my hands, perhaps my heart won't hurt quite so much.

I have learned to forgive the unforgivable. My hope is that as I share my journey, you too will learn to do the same.

I am working on forgiving the unforgivable.

There is an exercise in a book I read by Pema Chödrön, an American woman who became a Buddhist nun, where you sit and concentrate on that which is overwhelming you and ask this energy, this thing, to overwhelm you totally; to consume you. At the point of total consumption, then you ask how many others are feeling this same exact thing at the same exact time and you ask to join their energy. I have found this to be the most healing and compassionate exercise.

For those of us who have felt this broken piece that has left us unable to mate as others seem to do, there is such comfort in solitude. There is comfort in the alone time, I guess. Or it just seems less dangerous.

That love is a comfort to me. I know that the balm it now offers as I feel the wound of his loss will stay with me and transform this grief into something else.

I opened the door to my own cage and freed myself. My illnesses ended. I demanded good medical care and got it. I respected myself and, with compassion for my whole self, got it. I learned that my anger was a beautiful thing. A powerful part of me, like my other valuable senses, like smell and taste and touch. That anger, when used properly, when controlled, when chosen appropriately, is a valuable action.

That opened me to understand that we can forgive anyone just about anything when we separate them from their issues, illnesses, and faults. When we step away from the dangerously ill, and criminally insane, and make laws to get them the help, healing, and quarantine that they may need.

There are wounds that heal in no time, there are wounds that heal with time, there are wounds that remains wounds for eternity.

Red is all right, I thought to myself. Wherever and whatever he is or will be, he is all right. It is I who must be made well. There's a hole inside me that will have to be filled up. And an aching that will have to grow less.

If you're at a loss for friends, you can always grow a garden. Something beautiful and blooming might be solace for your soul." -H.W. Marsworth

Sometimes one good thing can help your heart..." -Reenie Kelly

My brokenness is a better bridge for people than my pretend wholeness ever was.

If you find yourself right now in a place where you are heartbroken, I want to remind you that Christ is very close to the broken. Our culture throws broken things away, but our Savior never does. He gently gathers all the pieces, and with His love and in His time, He puts us back together.

Christ knows all that is true about our story, the parts we own and the parts we would delete, and He invites us to bring them all into the spotlight of His grace.

Jesus never encouraged His friends to cover over the pain in their lives, but to bring it into the light, where healing is found. Sometimes we don't do that because we fear being rejected by others. Yes, rejection may well happen, but bringing the pain to the light is still the best way to live. It will take much courage, but it will bring freedom.

As long as I viewed someone as the enemy, I gave that person some power over my life. But as I forgave a person, I too was free.

We all need a place where we can give voice to the worst that torments our souls and still be held.

I think a lot of people think that my parents' deaths is why I write such sad songs, but that's not true. Those songs may just be the woman I am.

We can't keep running from past mistakes...At some point, we need to accept what is, what was done, and move on.

Scar tissue does more than flaunt its strength by chronicling the assaults it has withstood. Scar tissue is new growth. And it is tougher than skin innocent of the blade.

That's the thing about angry words - once you spill them out, they are like a broken jar of honey on the floor, all sticky and mess. And no matter how hard you try to clean it up, you can always feel that sticky part of the tile" -Cordie

Sometimes we lose things and we are broken. Sometimes we find things, and sometimes, if we are lucky, we mend.