“Life is like a piano, the white keys represent happiness and the black keys represent sadness. But as you go through life’s journey, remember that the black keys also make music.”
Tag: healing
FINDING ME
She walked away without a map—only a feeling that staying would cost her more than leaving ever could.
What came next wasn’t freedom. Not at first.
It was quiet. Hollow. Honest.
But in that emptiness, she didn’t just find herself—
She chose her.
Over fear. Over doubt. Over everything she was told she needed to be.
THE RETURN
She walked away without a map—only a feeling that staying would cost her more than leaving ever could.
What came next wasn’t freedom. Not at first.
It was quiet. Hollow. Honest.
But in that emptiness, she didn’t just find herself—
She chose her.
Over fear. Over doubt. Over everything she was told she needed to be.
THE SMALL YES
She walked away without a map—only a feeling that staying would cost her more than leaving ever could.
What came next wasn’t freedom. Not at first.
It was quiet. Hollow. Honest.
But in that emptiness, she didn’t just find herself—
She chose her.
Over fear. Over doubt. Over everything she was told she needed to be.
THE MESSY MIDDLE
She walked away without a map—only a feeling that staying would cost her more than leaving ever could.
What came next wasn’t freedom. Not at first.
It was quiet. Hollow. Honest.
But in that emptiness, she didn’t just find herself—
She chose her.
Over fear. Over doubt. Over everything she was told she needed to be.
THE MIRROR
She walked away without a map—only a feeling that staying would cost her more than leaving ever could.
What came next wasn’t freedom. Not at first.
It was quiet. Hollow. Honest.
But in that emptiness, she didn’t just find herself—
She chose her.
Over fear. Over doubt. Over everything she was told she needed to be.
THE EMPTY ROOM
She walked away without a map—only a feeling that staying would cost her more than leaving ever could.
What came next wasn’t freedom. Not at first.
It was quiet. Hollow. Honest.
But in that emptiness, she didn’t just find herself—
She chose her.
Over fear. Over doubt. Over everything she was told she needed to be.
THE LEAVING
She walked away without a map—only a feeling that staying would cost her more than leaving ever could.
What came next wasn’t freedom. Not at first.
It was quiet. Hollow. Honest.
But in that emptiness, she didn’t just find herself—
She chose her.
Over fear. Over doubt. Over everything she was told she needed to be.
Purpose In The Pain
“Every pain has a purpose. Every fall has a reason. Else the Almighty wouldn’t have allowed it to happen.”
The Unpredictability of the Healing Journey
“You have the power to heal your life, and you need to know that. We think so often that we are helpless, but we’re not. We always have the power of our minds…Claim and consciously use your power.”
― Louise L. Hay
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