Wrist poem: Be Kind Jul 21, 2017Jul 30, 2017 / Sarah K Reece My family have had a tough week and too much bad news, and I’m hurting. Self hate swamps me and I spiral into shame. Wrist poem today to remind me. Be kind to your pain Gentle with your craziness Visconti Rembrandt, Robert Oster Tranquility. You're welcome to share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
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we should all be more kind to ourselves. thanks for reminding us of that sarah. xx
Im sorry your world is swamped with pain and l acknowledge and respect your strength to be able to open the cascket recognise the culprett as pain and close it once more until your soul is ready to expolore the pathway marked by this bringer of torment.
To me this shows that you have greatér strength with in than the spirit of pain that threatens to consume you with its idle chatter.
The pain in the here and now threatens and it is our face trying to wear us down but once we can recognise its tacktics we can call its bluff.
Sarah l hope your pain can be dispersed.
Thinking of you and your pressious famialy
Love those words.
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