You can never awaken using the same system that put you to sleep in the first place.

But I explained that deep grief sometimes is almost like a specific location, a coordinate on a map of time. When you are standing in that forest of sorrow you cannot imagine that you could ever find your way to a better place but if someone can assure you that they themselves have stood in that same place and now have moved on sometimes this will bring hope. ‘So sadness is a place?’Giovanni asked. ‘Sometimes people live there for years.’

champagnecandy:  lumos-maxima:  Happy birthday,Heath  oh, Heath. This is almost enough to send me into another round of only reblogging beautiful men. 

Happy birthday Heath Ledger

There is a power in story telling.
Each time we share our darkness, it’s strength over us lessens.
Every word we utter in honesty of our harrowing past, is one word closer to reclaiming a brighter future.
Each telling of our story becomes easier with time and practice.
Each telling allows us to let go of shame and self-hatred.
And to let in forgiveness and self-acceptance.
Each time we share, we allow for the opportunity to make connections with others who have gone through our same darkness.
Each time we speak our truth, we inspire others to speak up and share their own stories.
Hearing these stories and making these connections are sources of light
They remind us that we are not alone in our darkness.
That together we can make our way through.
That although there have been those who have been in the shadows.
There are those who have found their way into the light.
And stayed there.
And they have found this freedom, this peace, by telling their story.
By speaking their truth.

She waited for the train to pass. Then she said, “I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.

We went through it together. We raised each other. You’re my sister.

 Eu me pergunto todos os dias: ” Será que alguém gosta de mim, tanto quanto eu gosto de um outro alguém? ” Não sei a resposta, mas acho que é “Não”. time4-fun

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