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“The pain of being aware of your own darkness is one of the most excruciating sensations one can experience in a lifetime. It feels like dying. Until it sets you free.”
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“Get cozy with your sorrow,
Cuddle with your grief.
Float with your fears,
And melt within your anger.
Stroll through your frustrations,
Your disappointments,
And your regrets.
Dive into your doubts,
Your powerlessness,
Your hopelessness.
Surrender.”
― Sense of Home
Cuddle with your grief.
Float with your fears,
And melt within your anger.
Stroll through your frustrations,
Your disappointments,
And your regrets.
Dive into your doubts,
Your powerlessness,
Your hopelessness.
Surrender.”
― Sense of Home
“Happiness hides in moments we miss”
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“THE PAIN OF BEING AWARE OF YOUR OWN DARKNESS IS ONE OF THE MOST EXCRUCIATING SENSATION ONE CAN
EXPERIENCE IN A LIFETIME.
IT FEELS LIKE DYING.
UNTIL IT SETS YOU FREE.
Theme from Sense of Home (A Novel of Mystical Realism, Family, and the Power of Healing)”
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EXPERIENCE IN A LIFETIME.
IT FEELS LIKE DYING.
UNTIL IT SETS YOU FREE.
Theme from Sense of Home (A Novel of Mystical Realism, Family, and the Power of Healing)”
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“There was light, warmth, and love under that tiny shelter. It was small but just enough to get through difficult times.
‘Sense of Home”
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‘Sense of Home”
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“Lach soul will awaken on its own clock.”
― Sense of Home
― Sense of Home
“When the storm comes, the formidable oak breaks easily, but the flowing willow bends and sways in the wind. When the storm's over, the willow straightens up again and regenerates. It sheds its damaged branches and leaves to reduce its overall burden and recover. Recovery takes time, and the willow allows it.”
― Sense of Home
― Sense of Home
“The pain of being alone together is far greater than the ache of loneliness.
Theme from Sense of Home (A Novel of Mystical Realism, Family, and the Power of Healing)”
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Theme from Sense of Home (A Novel of Mystical Realism, Family, and the Power of Healing)”
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“Negative inner talk is like an unsolicited marketer or a scammer. Once you engage, you're doomed.
You'll get pulled into a never-ending discussion and be lucky to escape without feeling completely drained.”
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You'll get pulled into a never-ending discussion and be lucky to escape without feeling completely drained.”
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“It's advisable to take your inner witch for a walk on the leash every now and then.
Heh, heh."
"My witch is certainly in need of air.”
― Sense of Home
Heh, heh."
"My witch is certainly in need of air.”
― Sense of Home
“Each soul will awaken on its own clock.”
― Sense of Home
― Sense of Home
“There was light, warmth, and love under that tiny shelter. It was small but just enough to get through difficult times.”
― Sense of Home
― Sense of Home
“As life has its way, unfortunate events often happen in a row-one after another, shooting forth like a rapid train in front of our eyes. When one's heart is still hurting, still fighting, another strike is already on the way.
No time to feel, no time to notice, no time to heal.”
― Sense of Home
No time to feel, no time to notice, no time to heal.”
― Sense of Home
“Emotional validation is the starter in the sourdough of a happy relationship; without it, the whole loaf collapses, and psychological intimacy — a crucial ingredient for safety and happiness in a lasting, healthy connection — never has a chance to rise.”
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“Listen to your emotions, darling.
They’re just signals that something is wrong for you, not with you.”
― Sense of Home
They’re just signals that something is wrong for you, not with you.”
― Sense of Home
“Stories have a way of running off the page and taking on lives of their own, if we let them.
Perhaps the same goes for inner alchemy, once we surrender control and let the natural course of life lead us toward wholeness.”
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Perhaps the same goes for inner alchemy, once we surrender control and let the natural course of life lead us toward wholeness.”
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“Her broken heart was still beating. How come? Buses were running, buzzing, humming. People were smiling.
Birds' chatter and kids' laughter rang in her ears, causing her pain. The streets with fancy boutiques, ready for the winter testival, were nonchalant to her sorrow. And the coffee shops served croissants”
― Sense of Home
Birds' chatter and kids' laughter rang in her ears, causing her pain. The streets with fancy boutiques, ready for the winter testival, were nonchalant to her sorrow. And the coffee shops served croissants”
― Sense of Home
“Her broken heart was still beating. How come? Buses were running, buzzing, humming. People were smiling.
Birds' chatter and kids' laughter rang in her ears, causing her pain. The streets with fancy boutiques, ready for the winter testival, were nonchalant to her sorrow. And the coffee shops served croissants.”
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Birds' chatter and kids' laughter rang in her ears, causing her pain. The streets with fancy boutiques, ready for the winter testival, were nonchalant to her sorrow. And the coffee shops served croissants.”
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“Her broken heart was still beating. How come? Buses were running, buzzing, humming. People were smiling.
Birds' chatter and kids' laughter rang in her ears, causing her pain. The streets with fancy boutiques, ready for the winter testival, were nonchalant to her sorrow. And the coffee shops served croissants.
— Sense of Home”
― Sense of Home
Birds' chatter and kids' laughter rang in her ears, causing her pain. The streets with fancy boutiques, ready for the winter testival, were nonchalant to her sorrow. And the coffee shops served croissants.
— Sense of Home”
― Sense of Home
