Quotes About Healing

So, a little morphine, a good sweat, and a bowel movement—the cure for everything that ails you.

great loss wasn't that simple. You couldn't just wish yourself out of it. You had to go through it all the way, had to let grief roll over you like Mississippi floodwater until it decided to let you rise to the surface and keep going, more beaten and broken than before.

All your grief hasn't changed a thing. What you have lost will not be returned to you. It will always be lost. You're left with only your scars to mark the void. All you can choose to do is go on or not. But if you go on, it's knowing you carry your scars with you.

bit of pain, but the demon's arrogant words and threats stopped completely. Once the demon was thus bound, I began questioning Sue about her past. After a few minutes, she confessed that she was harboring deep anger toward her husband in response to his constant verbal abuse throughout their marriage. After again asking the Holy Spirit to guide us, I led Sue to picture herself in one of those abusive situations. I asked Sue to let herself feel again her hurt

An important part of responsibility is to not neglect it. I wonder how often we have neglected the authority Jesus has given us by not applying His power to illness, weather, poverty or other life situations that He expects us, as His agents, to deal with? I wonder how many people Jesus heals directly because we do not participate? Worse yet, how many go unhealed because we who have been commissioned to operate in Jesus' authority and power have neglected our responsibility?

For when all things were made, none was made better than this: to be a lone man's companion, a sad man's cordial, a chilly man's fire. . . . There is no herb like it under the canopy of heaven.

Once a heart breaks…it doesn't just grow back. It's not a lizard's tail. It's more like a huge stained glass that shattered into a million pieces, and it's not going back together. Least not the way it was. You can mush it all into one piece, but that doesn't make it a window. That makes it a pile of broken colored glass. Shattered hearts don't mend and they don't heal. They just don't work that way.

Reese, your books might not tell you this, so I will. Every heart has two parts, the part that pumps and the part that loves. If you're going to spend your life fixing broken hearts, then learn about both. You can't just fix one with no concern for the other.

Forgiveness is a tough thing. Both in the offering…and the accepting.

We're all fallen people in a fallen world. Where does a man find healing amid so many broken places? How does he find love in the ruins and vine-wrapped shattered pieces of his own soul? Because love's springing up through the rocks.

this…living with a broken heart is living half dead, and that doesn't mean you're half alive. It means you're half dead. And…that's no way to live.

Grace releases people not only from sin but from shame.

I hadn't realized that a break in a bone could be so exquisitely painful. I'd feel a greater tolerance for the the wounded after this.

His hands may have been the one to heal you, but it will be mine that awaken you.

Take the experience of having been hurt. When we've been criticized or treated unfairly, it's important to note the thoughts we have and move into the cellular level of being hurt, so that our awareness becomes simply raw sensation: our trembling jaw, the contraction in our chest, whatever we may be feeling in the cells of our body. This pure experiencing is zazen.

In practice, we work with the complex of physical sensation and thought that is "I feel hurt." If we totally experience the sensations and thought, then the "feeling hurt" evaporates. I never would say that we shouldn't feel what we feel.

Even if times are tough and you're enduring a terrible heartache, it's important to focus your anger on a vibrator, not another person.

I read somewhere that in order to be of use to others, you need to clean out your own injuries.

I didn't know that my brother's death was defining me. I didn't know that I had the ability to say no to being defined by death. Now I was with a person who could help me process what happened and turn the parts of me that acted like a nine-year-old into a self-actualized adult who had come to a better understanding of what it means to dig deep and admit your pain - thereby beginning the process of relinquishing it.

That's what death is like, though. You can't only cry for two weeks straight. You cry, and then you get tired of crying, and then someone says something, and then you're all laughing, and it feels bad to be laughing, but it also feels so good. Without the laughter, we'd all be dying too.

I wanted to learn how to forgive

Sometimes, we do things that are bad for us in an effort to cope with problems.

People start to heal the moment they feel heard.

He lay down again and let the anger flow out of him. He cleansed his spirit, he let the positive powers renew his strength. He purified himself. A