healing

But sometimes things happen that no one hopes for. Events that cause everything you've worked towards, the life you've carefully constructed piece by piece, to come tumbling down all around you. No one is to blame, but you're left with a wound you can't heal on your own and can't believe you'll ever learn to accept, so you struggle to escape the pain. Only time can heal wounds as deep as that - a lot of time - and all you can really do is place yourself in its hands and try to consider the passing of each day a victory. You tough it out moment by moment, hour by hour, and after some weeks or months you begin to see signs of recovery. Slowly the wound heals into a scar.

Hope: Hold on, persistence effort!

All that crap about time being a great healer is bullshit. Time heals nothing. Well, acne maybe.

My lungs filled deep with the sweet scent that came of his skin. it was like there had never been any hole in my chest. i was perfect- not healed but as if there never had been a wound in the first place.

Come, come into this circle of grace and friendship.Come bringing only your open heart.You owe us nothing but truth, you need no heavy armor here.Show us your beautiful scars, the evidence of adventures you__e survived.Tell your stories from the road.This space is home.You are safe to come as you are without fear.

Healing is a different type of pain. It__ the pain of becoming aware of the power of one__ strength and weakness, of one__ capacity to love or do damage to oneself and to others, and of how the most challenging person to control in life is ultimately yourself.

There is no elegance in hate, but there is tremendous beauty in the unintended revenge of living well and being happy.

Life requires of man spiritual elasticity, so that he may temper his efforts to the chances that are offered.

Renunciation isn't a moral imperative or a form of self-denial. It's simply cooperation with the way things are: for moments do pass away, one after the other. Resisting this natural unfolding doesn't change it; resistance only makes it painful. So we renounce our resistance, our noncooperation, our stubborn refusal to enter life as it is. We renounce our fantasy of a beautiful past and an exciting future we can cherish and hold on to. Life just isn't like this. Life, time, is letting go, moment after moment. Life and time redeem themselves constantly, heal themselves constantly, only we don't know this, and much as we long to be healed and redeemed, we refuse to recognize this truth. This is why the sirens' songs are so attractive and so deadly. They propose a world of indulgence and wishful thinking, an unreal world that is seductive and destructive. (142)

A song for you A song for me Is how we relate our life to be

Colors are vibrating light energies, each __olor ray_ produces a sound that affects matter.

We don't yet know, above all, what the world might be like if children were to grow up without being subjected to humiliation, if parents would respect them and take them seriously as people.

To give up power to change for the better is inherently distasteful to everyone, and to force people to affirm that they are addicts or alcoholics so they can speak in a meeting is shameful and demoralizing.

I think you've got to get out whatever's hurting you through your art, so it doesn't twist you up inside.

Healing light shines upon your soul even when the clouds roll in and the sky goes gray. The beauty of your rainbow fills the space between the gray and the blue providing balance to your soul. I see the rainbow's reflection in your eyes always. May God's light maintain the vibrant color of your heart.

When one becomes centered in love, then and only then will all paths become open to them

If I want to get out of here, I have to be the one to save myself.

There's great peace in surrendering to principles