If resisting has failed and frustrated you, try to accept what is.
Acceptance is the road to all change.
Sometimes mercy is simple acceptance. If you are exhausted or defeated, sometimes mercy is letting go.
To not accept a defeat is to be defeated again and again without mercy.
Your wounds and healing are a part of your history; a part of who you are. Every beautiful thing is damaged. You are that beauty; we all are.
All beautiful things carry distinctions of imperfection.
Your pain has brought forth the pearl of your wisdom, compassion and strength. Be proud of who you are.
In the heart of your deepest wounds and losses is the essence of your greatest hope. What you thought of as dreadful or shameful was always your greatest treasure, for it has cultivated your deepest understanding.
Don't hide from your truth. It is in what you have hidden, that you will find what you have been so desperately seeking.
Respect your pain and honor your pain. Those scars are your stripes and badges of honor. Those injuries are a part of your sacred story.
