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“Sometimes the greatest gift
you can give yourself
give the situation
give the world
is to keep trying,
keep naming, calling,
keep the struggle alive,
keep hope alive.

And sometimes the greatest gift
you can give yourself
give the situation
give the world
is to just
let
go.”
― Shellen Lubin

“Sometimes there's nothing
to be done.
Sometimes
they're not listening,
can't hear,
don't want to,
don't believe you.
Sometimes
you cannot stop the storm,
stem the tide,
change the path of the ocean liner
even though it hasn't quite yet hit the iceberg.

There will be times
despite all efforts
you will feel
completely misunderstood
completely unappreciated
completely wronged.

Sometimes love
just
isn't enough.”
― Shellen Lubin

“Source makes available.
The filter distills.
The vessel receives.
And often this happens beyond our control.”
― Rick Rubin, The Creative Act: A Way of Being

“The journey of a leaf doesn’t end in its escape. Leaves dance on the wind, swirling and spinning, greeting the ground tenderly. They entertain us by crunching beneath our feet. In time, they’ll break down and make the soil more fertile. Similarly, things we release find new value. They nourish what will be grown in the future.”
― Ahriana Platten, Ph.D

“In our own variation of the KonMari method of cleaning out (focus on what you want to keep, let the rest go with gratitude), we have created our own rules of weeding out from all we have accumulated (of ours and others) over our various lives and lifetimes. They are:

1. Focus on what to keep (instead of what not to keep).
2. Is it growing mold? (Was it once fresh and yummy, but is no longer?)
3. Let it go with gratitude (whether giving it away, selling it, or throwing it out).
4. You can always take a picture (if you want to remember it).
5. Do we want our kids to have to go through it (after we're gone)?

It makes a difference, thinking about it this way.”
― Shellen Lubin

“When the world is so fraught and full of fire--
hearts and minds and countries
burning up
burning down--
going in may be
the escape urge--
as if it's no longer there--
but it's all still there
all the time--
reading news or not--
outside looking at seasonal lights
store window displays
children's cherry-cheeked faces
or not--
even when heads are buried in pillows.

Take a break to breathe. The frenzy and furor continue.
Take a break to weep. The exquisite beauty is still there.

All continues on
and will be there upon return.”
― Shellen Lubin

“We tie ourselves down with the ropes of fear and doubt, and still dare to wonder why we cannot fly.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, These Words Pour Like Rain

“Journey to Enlightenment

Emotions must come to the surface to release the past that binds.”
― Dana Dason

“Release the wisdom that resides within you”
― Leo Lourdes, A World of Yoga: 700 Asanas for Mindfulness and Well-Being

“If your mind was as efficient as your lungs in taking what it needs and discarding what it doesn't, you would be invincible”
― Leo Lourdes, A World of Yoga: 700 Asanas for Mindfulness and Well-Being

“Meditation is not escapism. Be present and release whatever comes up to reconnect to a deep sense of oneness”
― Leo Lourdes, A World of Yoga: 700 Asanas for Mindfulness and Well-Being

“I release and regulate my emotions by giving myself time to reflect and regenerate”
― Leo Lourdes, A World of Yoga: 700 Asanas for Mindfulness and Well-Being

“РАНЕНАЯ ПТИЦА (1983)

Пожалейте меня, отпустите.
Крылья раненые не вяжите,
Я уже не лечу.
Голос мой оборвался болью,
Голос мой превратился в рану.
Я уже не кричу.
Помогите мне, подождите!
Осень.
Птицы летят на юг.

Только сердце сожмется страхом,
Одиночество - смерти друг.”
― Ника Турбина

“Resentment hurts you more than the person you’re holding a grudge against. Give yourself the relief that you deserve and release this pressure.”
― Robin S. Baker

“We're not our worst enemies.
That's what Damien said too. How lucky am I to be in the presence of such grace? Life is more beautiful when we let go of the hate, the anger, the pain. It frees room for tenderness. And here, tonight, the girls collect it like a ritual bath they dive headfirst into. Finally, it washes us clean.
It's Amelia and Yvette, running through the grass as they chase fireflies. It's how Carmella sets the table with a rose on each plate, a special offering for each of us. It's the way Roisin and Serena devour fresh fruit, letting the juice drip down their chins and stain their white dresses as the sun disappears and crickets come alive. It's the butterfly that lands on the table. The slight breeze in the trees. How the world stills and all the girls smile.”
― Kiana Krystle, Dance of the Starlit Sea

“I had an Irish nanny who told me that ravens attract energies, all different types. That’s all magic is. The focus of will and intention applied to possibilities.�� She took a deep breath. “So let it fly.�� We were silent for a moment, each of us conjuring an unspoken invocation in our heads, tying all the things we wanted to release to those lustrous black feathers. Then I opened the door of the cage. The raven remained frozen, as if it had been in captivity for so long it had forgotten it was wild. Or maybe it felt the weight of being tied with all the hopes and fears of two refugees trying to find their way. I thought for a moment about shaking it out. Instead, in two brave hops it was at the door, a tight fit that left one oily feather trailing behind. Then with only a few large flaps, the bird lifted, spreading its wings, feathers edged like fingers. Its friend joined it almost immediately, and the pair soared in a wide looping circle above the market, and then they were away, out of sight, returned to their natural state.”
― Claire McMillan, Alchemy of a Blackbird

“You are in me, still. I cough, and pain flares in my throat.
Ty.
Your sweat in my sheets, your arms on my shoulders.
You and me.
Everything I can´t have.”
― Lucy Christopher, Release

“When I like them, I taste yours. Your lips in the hospital when I said goodbye. Salty. Earthy. Dirty. I kissed you then, remember-my choice,not yours. And they told me it was all Stockholm Syndrome. A ´psychological alliance´. A way to survive. Are you amused to know that I objected to that term then, just as I object to it now?”
― Lucy Christopher, Release

“When I lick them, I taste yours. Your lips in the hospital when I said goodbye. Salty. Earthy. Dirty. I kissed you then, remember-my choice, not yours. And they told me it was all Stockholm Syndrome. A ´psychological alliance´. A way to survive. Are you amused to know that I objected to that term then, just as I object to it now?”
― Lucy Christopher, Release

“Our story never fitted nicely into police terminology and courtroom procedure, and nobody ever listened hard enough to understand what any of it was really like. It took me years to see it, but as Rhiannon always tells me, I was a girl who survived something traumatic, survived your coercive control. And I did it through love.”
― Lucy Christopher, Release

“...if you had only been good. But maybe you were. Is it possible the judge and the newspapers and my parents were wrong? Maybe you were the best thing that ever happened to me-how would I ever know?”
― Lucy Christopher, Release

“You are beautiful and terrifying, and I can´t look away. Something pulls behind my ribs, a longing. But for what?
Closure?
You?
For you to be out of my head?
But if you leave, what´s left?”
― Lucy Christopher, Release

“I look at one photograph of you leaving the courtroom, hands cuffed but eyes fierce and clear. Your hair had been cut by then, slicked back. You were wearing a shirt with a loose tie. You could have been an Australian poster boy, a surfer, a stalker.
I miss you.”
― Lucy Christopher, Release

“Peace and release are synonymous.”
― Zara Hairston

“This feeling I have... this longing... I don´t want anyone else to know, even her. Especially her. Even now, I want you all to myself.”
― Lucy Christopher, Release

“And you know the cruellest thing? After you´d made me love you more than any of them, you went away anyway. Or they took you away. But you know, Ty, on that final day, I was coming around to what you wanted. I might´ve even stayed with you forever, like you asked for. Does it kill you to know that? That on that day you finally took me to a town and left me at those hospital doors, I felt like an orphan for adoption. A nobody. You were covered in sand and smiling, and I left you to be arrested.”
― Lucy Christopher, Release

“Because this time, you saw me waiting: you found me. And I saw you, too.”
― Lucy Christopher, Release

“You always said that the only art worth anything was made directly from the land, about the land-was the land. You´d never paint a woman who wasn´t me onto your skin.”
― Lucy Christopher, Release

“My fingers fasten around the knife again. "You should be the one thanking me."
And he should be, for allowing him to be anything like you.”
― Lucy Christopher, Release

“If I erase you from my life, what´s left inside? What parts of me remain that are mine alone?”
― Lucy Christopher, Release