Love encompasses so much, reaches so far, and heals so deeply, that any attempt to describe it, no matter how poetic, only dilutes it.

Your suffering only matters if it connects you to the suffering of others, if it heals them too.

He wounds but he heals.

Mantra: My swirling mind becomes peaceful, and my body releases all tension. I surrender to the love of the universe, which heals me totally.

Time, we like to say, cures all. But maybe the old saying doesn’t mean time heals. Time cures a secret in its brine, keeping it and finally, paradoxically, destroying it. Nothing is left in that salt solution but the pain or rage, the biting shame that lodged it there. Even they are diluted or denied.

People Ignore, People Hurt, People Confuse. But, Nature Talks, Nature Heals, Nature Answers.

Time heals even the deepest wounds.

I think that modern medicine has become like a prophet offering a life free of pain. It is nonsense. The only thing I know that truly heals people is unconditional love.

...The heart breaks in so many different ways that when it heals, it will have fault lines ...

Love heals the heart.