Tag quiet transformation
Nothing stays frozen forever.
No night lasts forever.
No pain holds your soul prisoner forever.
There once was a Body.
It had no name. No age.
It was perfect — built of atoms, structures, cells.
But inside… it was empty.
You’ve been told you’re too much. Too soft. Too sensitive. Too afraid.
But you are simply tuned in to what others have numbed.
Therapeutic soul stories for hearts that ache, remember, and still believe in light and healing.
Once there was a woman who forgot she carried the sun inside her. She gave it away in pieces: to those who needed warmth, to those who felt lost,