Quotes About Healing

You want to fix what hurts the moment it starts hurting, but this time you're going to have to embrace the slowness of healing. You'll never be able to live with this part of your story until you realize you must make peace with what happened to you and your part in it. And that takes time.

Terrible things can happen to you that leave you unable to risk trusting the world with what you love; I know this better than anyone.

He's more than just the baby she found all those years ago. He's the proof that out of a great pile of ashes you can still find something that the fire didn't take.

and that if she ever needs to talk to her or touch her, she need only go to Belinda's peach tree and put her arms around it, and Candace will whisper to her through the branches that all is well.

After what I had been through, I needed something far steadier than love.

I knew I would need a place to make sense of what I had lost and yet never had.

Nice* was a word that I'd not been able to say in such a long time, and it encompassed so much in that moment. It truly did. *Nice* is a throwaway word until it's not.

Maybe this is what losing a child does to you. It peels off the top layer of who you are, like a snake shedding its skin, and underneath is new skin, and because it's new, it's not the same.

You cannot undo the past but wishing it undone.

I walk to think and not to think. When walking I remember things that are important to me. I walk to forget. I have yet to set out on a walk in low spirits and return feeling worse than I did when I left the door. A change occurs between the fate and the porch, walking lifts the weight off the heart. Or as the writer Jim Harrison says, "When you're out of sorts, walk a hundred miles.

Forget the past and move on isn't even helpful in the realms of individual psychology; as political advice, it is worthless. When pasts fester, they become open wounds.

When you are sad, your heart pumps the tragedy all through your body and fills your mind with the story of your suffering, and you tell that story to yourself over and over.

When you are filled with fear, anxiety, or other difficult emotions, the first thing you should always do is make friends with them.

Let "I intend to find happiness" become "I intend to find happiness to benefit myself and the others in my life." Let "I set the intention to feel no more misery" become "I set the intention to help all beings escape from misery, beginning with myself." You can convert any poison into medicine by applying the proper wisdom.

It starts with the realization that a broken heart is nothing to be ashamed of. It is an altered state, an experience of sacred openness.

Although it is tremendously disorienting on one hand, on another, you will never see as clearly as you do when your heart is broken. If you've ever wanted to get at the truth about your life, your character and destiny, the depth of your friendships, you can choose to see these things now.

There is a way, however, to turn poison into medicine. Depending on how it's used, a single substance can be either poisonous or medicinal.

Nature is medicine for the soul, Miss Rolston.

Having him hold me like that was the only good thing out of it all, having him hold me and being right there with me. I just wished he could have held me harder and tighter and made the bad feelings, the dirty feelings, go away. But I don't think you can hold a person that tight, so tight that she's in your heart, way inside your skin, being cleaned and warmed by your blood. (11)

I sobbed for the girl, me, the other girl, the other me, and how he was hurting her - me..."the other girl," I said to her. "It's the other girl, Caroline. Don't let her be alone." (154)

Some things can be fixed. Some things are just too broken.

When others witness or comment on abusive behaviors, the little voice that the upscale abused wife once heard inside her and ignored or muffled becomes amplified. Slowly she starts to recognize that she must stop enduring the abuse. . . . each woman comes to grips with her situation at her own pace. However, talking to others is key to her growing capacity to recognize and label her experiences, reclaim herself, target important turning points, and ultimately leave her tormentor.

There is something about losing your mother that is permanent and inexpressable - a wound that will never quite heal.

Here's the thing about broken hearts. You can always survive them. Always. No matter how deep the hurt, the capacity to heal and move on is even stronger.