#hea

Our prayer is not simply, ‘Dear God, please send me a better job,’ but, ‘Dear God, enable me to see this situation differently, that this area of apparent lack might be healed inside my mind. ↗

— Marianne Williamson

#inspirational #job-seeking #unemployment #forgiveness

Deep down inside, each of us knows what our truths are. It is forgivable to lose them...It is unforgivable not to reclaim them. ↗

— Holli Kenley

#healing #recovery #truths #forgiveness

Forgiveness is easy because God will judge us according to our heart and deeds. ↗

— Casperfriend

#god #heart #judgment #forgiveness

There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall. ↗

— Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

#beat #bitter #days #freedom #head

Within each of us is a light, awake, encoded in the fibers of our existence. Divine ecstasy is the totality of this marvelous creation experienced in the hearts of humanity ↗

— Tony Samara

#consciousness #enlightenment #evolution #foundation #freedom

I find it very hard to play a part, then take it off like a cheap suit and become Mr Normal - Mr. Nice Guy. ↗

— Jimmy Nail

#cheap #find #guy #hard #i

Each time you meet an old emotional pattern with presence, your awakening to truth can deepen. There’s less identification with the self in the story and more ability to rest in the awareness that is witnessing what’s happening. You become more able to abide in compassion, to remember and trust your true home. Rather than cycling repetitively through old conditioning, you are actually spiraling toward freedom. ↗

— Tara Brach

#emotional-healing #meditation #freedom

Gazing around, looking up at the lofty pinnacles above, which seemed to pierce the sky, looking down upon the world,--it seemed the whole world, so limitless it stretched away at her feet,--feeling that infinite unspeakable sense of nearness to Heaven, remoteness from earth which comes only on mountain heights, she drew in a long breath of delight, and cried: "At last! at last, Alessandro! Here we are safe! This is freedom! This is joy! ↗

— Helen Hunt Jackson

#beauty #california #climbing #female-author #heaven

You teach me now how cruel you've been - cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they'll blight you - they'll damn you. You loved me - what right had you to leave me? What right - answer me - for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will did it. I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. ↗

— Emily Brontë

#love #death

Literature for me… tries to heal the harm done by stories. (How much harm? Most of the atrocities of history have been created by stories, e.g., the Jews killed Jesus.) I follow Sartre that the freedom the author claims for herself must be shared with the reader. So that would mean that literature is stories that put themselves at the disposal of readers who want to heal themselves. Their healing power lies in their honesty, the freshness of their vision, the new and unexpected things they show, the increase in power and responsibility they give the reader. ↗

— Geoff Ryman

#freedom #freshness #healing #honesty #literature