What Healing Could Mean.
To heal is to feel free to do whatever we want to, to heal is to let our hearts lead.
To heal is to wander in a picturesque city and enter a random shop because it felt right, to heal is to ride a bicycle and stop to enjoy a sunset because it was too beautiful to be ignored or too red to be real.
To heal is to make plans and shift them, to heal is to allow ourselves to change our minds — without judgment, without feeling bad or sick, but simply because in the space between then and now, our thinking has evolved, and because we’re being transformed.
To heal is to have a porridge for dinner, to heal is to buy three necklaces in a row because it felt like it was meant to be, to heal is to do whatever, even the weirdest things, and believe anyway that we’re fine.
To heal is to follow our own heart, at every turn and tirelessly. To heal is to respond to each of our whims and believe that they aren’t so, because they come from within.
To heal is to buy a plane ticket for a land about which we barely know anything but because it felt inspiring, to heal is to say something silly because the heart got carried away, to heal is to kiss a man whom we’ve just met because he said the three key words, and decide to trust the moment no matter where it leads.
To heal is to do those crazy things that we’d have always regretted not trying, to heal is to make love in a temple because there was simply no reason not to, to heal is to wear those shirts and not care what others think.
To heal is to end up doing what we had always dreamed of, to heal is to see that everything is within arm’s reach if we could smile at life as the crazy ones and the poets do.
To heal is to decide that our time here is a canvas, that we could make it become anything, that it is art — and that we’ll paint it every day the way that we desire and based on how we feel.
To heal is to put ourselves first when it’s required, to heal is to learn to accept who we truly are and stand for it no matter what.
To heal is to pick frangipani flowers and do our hair with them even if it makes us look sixteen, to heal is to say Yes to a stranger because he had blue eyes, to heal is to do what feels fun and cool and beautiful — and never feel sorry for what we’ve liked.
To heal is to smile to a passerby because love starts to flow, to heal is to pray at a synagogue even if we are Christian.
To heal is to eat two chocolate bars in a row and see that in the end it doesn’t truly matter, to heal is to see that we’re forgiven, to heal is to admit that we love even if it never made any sense, even if nobody understands why.
To heal is to befriend our soul.
To heal is to accept that we don’t know anything, to heal is to see that life may become something completely different the next day because we’re evolving and to enjoy it, to heal is to tell others how we see life without trembling in fear.
To heal is to support our true beliefs anywhere and regardless of what others think.
To heal is to go to an Acroyoga class, fall a hundred times and laugh, to heal is to go ice skating before Christmas, to heal is to play ball as if time had frozen since our first Spring.
To heal is to forgive ourselves for all the days when we failed, all that went wrong, all that we should be but aren’t, all that we should have done but have forgotten.
To heal is to stop trying to be or look like anyone else, to heal is to give up putting on an act and pretending to smile if that’s not how we truly feel.
To heal is to learn to say No when we don’t want to, to heal is to find enough strength within to part ways from the ones who can’t see us for what we are.
To heal is to take naps if the heart says so, to heal is to accept that we’ll never have that body, to heal is to stop asking ourselves questions about what remains unseen.
To heal is to experience, explore and try and fall, pick ourselves up and laugh about it.
To heal is to forgive all our loved ones who hurt us, to heal is to tell our parents that we love them wholeheartedly in spite of everything because that specific bond is unique.
To heal is to accept, once and for all, life for what it is — a flock of instants of little importance, to heal is to see that we shouldn’t take things that seriously because in the end we always get back on our feet.
To heal is to be still and trust that everything will work out, to heal is to decide that we will if we believe.
To heal is to stand in front of the mirror, look at ourselves with love, compassion, encouragement, beauty and hope, smile and say: I see you. I love you.
Sophie Gregoire is a thinker. You may often find her with a new idea or a new concept to explain, holding a notebook and pencil. Also found reading and writing, she is more than anything an independent soul. She enjoys traveling and getting lost in new places, namely in Asia. She says it helps understanding our worlds, its people and the humankind. She loves writing to transform her endless thoughts into some kind of reality, and to keep the little piece of sanity she still has. She savors coffee, encounters, Yoga and meditation, and cats… while her own cat is her greatest muse! You could contact Sophie via Facebook, her writing page or her website.