The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
Where there is ruin, there is hope for treasure.
Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life with a clearer view again.