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Emotional Resilience Quotes

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Erik Pevernagie
“We cannot control external events, but we can control how we respond to them. If we maintain emotional resilience and clarity of thought, we can reconcile practicality and motivation, common sense and momentum. ("Trompe le Pied - Trompe l'Oeil)”
Erik Pevernagie

Christopher Dines
“It is impossible to control outcomes or results, although most of us have been programmed from a very young age to believe otherwise. The idea that we can perform actual ‘magicâ€� causes tremendous dysfunction, unnecessary suffering and prevents the development of emotional resilience.”
Christopher Dines, Mindfulness Burnout Prevention: An 8-Week Course for Professionals

Scarlet Ibis James
“That day, when she met her father, Trisha learned to smile even as her heart broke—it was also the day she came to hate the color red.”
Scarlet Ibis James, Scarlet Yearnings: Stories of Love and Desire

Christopher Dines
“When life throws difficulties at us and the mind is restless, emotional resilience will see us through challenging times. We can work through tempestuous emotions and self-doubt and come through them unharmed and avoid self-sabotage and self-harm.”
Christopher Dines, Mindfulness Burnout Prevention: An 8-Week Course for Professionals

Lorraine Nilon
“Your soul journey is an opportunity to learn to trust the true essence of who you are, without being encumbered by your illusions of yourself and your denial of reality, both of which caused some of your unresolved emotions in the first place.”
Lorraine Nilon, Spirituality, Evolution and Awakened Consciousness : Getting Real About Soul Maturity and Spiritual Growth

“I only cry once when I get hurt by the same thing at first.”
Edward Okaroni

Jeanette LeBlanc
“A heart can carry grief and hope all at once, but only with attention and honor for both”
Jeanette LeBlanc

Jeanette LeBlanc
“In my new story, the actor cast in the role of my heart will no longer be asked to play arsonist to crumbled ruins in order to collect on the insurance policy of all she risked in the name of love.”
Jeanette LeBlanc

Jeanette LeBlanc
“i. In the new version of my new story, the actor cast in the role of my heart will no longer be asked to play arsonist to crumbled ruins in order to collect on the insurance policy of all she risked in the name of love.

ii. She will also no longer feel the need to erect skyscraper scaffolds to prop up walls too weary to hold the weight of their own aspirations.

iii. Instead, she will plant riotous gardens of wildflowers, sing the shooting stars home to her chest, and discover that the secret to healing has been long naps and deep joy all along.

iv. She will, of course, continue to risk it all for love. Why would she possibly do anything but that?

v. Despite all the burning she has known, despite all the ways the ashes of her hopes have fallen ungracefully from great heights, she has always been born for the rise.

vi. She remembers now that she has never fallen without being caught. My god, her people have such strong arms.

vii. She knows that sometimes, it’s not so much rising as being lifted and held until the singed feathers grow back and the wings are strong enough to spread wide and fly again.

viii. Hands at your back, her dearheart says. She feels them there and knows she is never alone.

ix. Every story that dies gives birth to another. This has been the way of stories since the beginning of time.

x. The actor newly cast in the role of my heart is ready for a new story to begin.”
Jeanette LeBlanc

Jonathan Harnisch
“The world didn’t end for me in fire but in whispers—the quiet closing of drawers, the final shutting of doors, memories fading like bruises no one believes in—where the lines blur and I sometimes feel others with me, or maybe just the broken selves trauma failed to bury, yet I’m not alone because Georgie is here, breathing with a silence louder than prayer, and I stopped wanting when the world stopped seeing me, stopped needing when even the pain let go, for this isn’t a story of survival but of enduring, of living after the end, and whatever’s left now belongs to me—and it is, undeniably, tragic.”
Jonathan Harnisch, Sex, Drugs, and Schizophrenia

Barbara O'Neill
“The kitchen is where I heal. Where I rebel against chaos â€� with herbs, heat, and heart.”
Barbara O'Neill