Quotes About Healing

Yet the spiritual life begins with the acceptance of our wounded self.

The Wounded Healer deduz que graça e cura são transmitidas por meio da vulnerabilidade de homens e mulheres que foram maltratados e desprezados pela vida. Apenas soldados feridos podem servir ao Amor.

healthy guilt is one that acknowledges the wrong done and feels remorse but then is free to embrace the forgiveness that has been offered. Healthy guilt focuses on the realization that all has been forgiven, the wrong has been redeemed.

Come, all you who are wiped out, confused, bewildered, lost, beat-up, scarred, scared, threatened, and depressed, and I'll enlighten your mind with wisdom and fill your heart with the tenderness that I have received from my Father." This is unconditional pardon. The sinner need only live confidently in the wisdom of tenderness.

Humility and fraternal love are spiritual bedfellows. When we befriend our own brokenness and minister to our wounds with tenderness and compassion, the "other" is no longer an intruder but a fellow sufferer.

In a futile attempt to erase our past, we deprive the community of our healing gift. If we conceal our wounds out of fear and shame, our inner darkness can neither be illuminated nor become a light for others.

In Love's service, only wounded soldiers can serve.

Never a lip is curved with pain that can't be kissed into smiles again.

Never a tear bedims the eye that time and patience will not dry.

Never a lip is curved with pain That can't be kissed into smile again.

There are spaces of sorrow only God can touch.

Coger un libro y perderme en el texto en los momentos difíciles ha sido siempre mi modo de buscar alivio, consuelo o, al menos, un respiro. Cuando los asuntos amorosos se torcían, echaba mano de un libro. Como consuelo después de un fracaso en el trabajo teatral o con textos cuyo final se me resistía, siempre he tenido los libros. Como linimento, pero más aún como instrumentos para desviar los pensamientos hacia otro lugar. Para hacer acopio de fuerzas.

When I picked up a book that I had read many times before, the words opened themselves up again. What I was unable to cope with was the new and the unknown; but what I had read before, perhaps on several occasions, had the same effect as ever. I read and was able to stop thinking about my illness.

I was beginning to suspect that the fire had destroyed something inside me. People can have load-bearing beams that give way too.

The soft yellow-brown of the son's underclothes looks beautiful when seen in rich harmony with the red of the father's cloak, but the truth of the matter is that the son is dressed in rags that betray the great misery that lies behind him. In the context of a compassionate embrace, our brokenness may appear beautiful, but our brokenness has no other beauty but the beauty that comes from the compassion that surrounds it.

Jesus.. says, 'Let go of your complaints, forgive those who loved you poorly, step over your feelings of being rejected, and have the courage to trust that you won't fall into an abyss of nothingness but into the safe embrace of a God whose love will heal all your wounds.

In our own woundedness, we can become sources of life for others.

The man who articulate the movements of his inner life, who can give names to his varied experiences, need no longer be a victim of himself, but is able slowly and consistently to remove the obstacles that prevent the spirit from entering. He is able to create space for Him who heart is greater than his, whose eyes see more than his, and whose hands can heal more than his.

There are two extremes to avoid: being completely absorbed in your pain and being distracted by so many things that you stay far away from the wound you want to heal.

The main question is "Do you own your pain?" As long as you do not own your pain—that is, integrate your pain into your way of being in the world—the danger exists that you will use the other to seek healing for yourself. When you speak to others about your pain without fully owning it, you expect something from them that they cannot give. As a result, you will feel frustrated, and those you wanted to help will feel confused, disappointed, or even further burdened.

real care means the willingness to help each other in making our brokenness into the gateway to joy.

Did I offer peace today? Did I bring a smile to someone's face? Did I say words of healing? Did I let go of my anger and resentment? Did I forgive? Did I love? These are the real questions. I must trust that the little bit of love that I sow now will bear many fruits, here in this world and the life to come.

I now see that the hands that forgive, console, heal, and offer a festive meal must become my own.

I am convinced that healing is often so difficult because we don't want to know the pain.