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July 31, 2017

Today I met a girl named Chasity. We were arranged together by some faulty association. The people I work for organize this sort of thing- I'm supposed to be helpful. 

Morningside was an interesting location; it's where Chasity and I met up. The streets were w...

July 30, 2017

 The art of writing for oneself can be extremely beneficial as a tool for healing. The writing doesn't have to be about anything in particular and it especially doesn't have to be about whatever might be bothering you. Writing works as a wonderful tool to not only dist...

July 25, 2017

The birds flew away

Huddling together in trees

When the wind blew

From the west

Shaking loose the clouds

Drops fell slowly

Quickening

The faster she ran

She left her open umbrella

Floating above a forming puddle

A trail of clothing lined the path

Busy-bodies discreetly peering

Thr...

July 24, 2017

Some days, the battle to get out of bed can be too great (I know, a cliché line, but stick with me). Some days, the idea of getting dressed seems pointless. Some days, leaving the house is out of the question. Some days, we retreat from social connections, online and o...

July 21, 2017

Miracles by our God and savior are numerous and have been throughout mankind’s history. It is to show God is with us, he answers our prayers, that he can alter our lives when need be, and can do anything at his pleasure that pleases him. He is an almighty God who has t...

July 20, 2017

I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who feels like they don't have enough.

I tell myself all the time to be grateful for what I have -- to be grateful to live in the luxury of having a roof over my head and endless use of technologies. But this isn't about money. I mea...

July 19, 2017

“Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to 'jump at the sun.' We might not land on the sun, but at least we would get off the ground.”  

- Zora Neale: Hurston Dust Tracks on a Road

"You can be anything you want to be", they said. As long as you put your mind to...

July 18, 2017

Dear Reader,

I left Maria Delorda’s home as quickly as I could. I had already imposed on her a great deal and hoped not to increase my burden for a further length of time. When I asked what I could do in return for the care she took towards me in my sickness, she asked...

July 18, 2017

These old bones have toiled the land

Felt tumbles’ after-shocks

Fractures and breaks

The same old bones that cradled babies

Let them go all grown

They’ve supported lightness of spirit

Took the heaviness of burdens

They’ve felt the changing seasons

The warmth of the sun

The wind...

July 16, 2017

I wish I could convince myself the way a charmer does his snake. Although I never truly understood the truth to who was being fooled, it's majestic. Could it be the snake locked inside a wicker cage, or the crowd of people flocking to a street corner? --Both appear so...

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