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©MariaLind 2025

Publisher: BoD ·Books on Demand, Östermalmstorg 1, 114 42 Stockholm, Sweden, bod@bod.se

Print: Libri Plureos GmbH, Friedensallee 273, 22763 Hamburg, Germany

ISBN: 978-91-8097-924-5

Preface

Thereisa voicewithinyou. Maybeyou haven'theard it in alongtime. Maybeithas drownedin thewords of others,inthe pain,inthe doubt.

Butitisthere. Aquiet voicewhispering: “You aremorethanyourpain. Youare worthliving. Youare loved.”

This book is notheretotellyou howtobe. It's here to remind youofwhatyou alreadyknow, deep down: that youhaveaplace. That youare whole, even when youfeel broken. That youcarry astrengththathas survived everyday untilnow.

Each page is writtenlikea hand to hold. Aplace to rest. Areminderthatdarknessand lightcan coexist– andthatboth canfit within you.

So as youread, take adeepbreath. Letgoofthe demandsfor awhile. Letthe wordslandinyourheart.

Youdon't have to change everything today. It's enough that you're here. Breathe. Reading.

Lettingthe heartknow: “I am notalone.”

Andmaybe,asyou turn thelastpage, youcan feel asmall spark of thegreatest: Life.

Ihavelet go of thepast. What oncehurt, Inolongercarry. Ihaveforgiven– myself,and thosewho hurt me.

Notfor theirsake, butfor my ownfreedom.

Everything in life hasa meaning. Mine hadtostayput. To show that healingispossible, that life canbe lived, even afterdarkness, guiltand silence.

Youneedtodothe work yourself,but youare neveralone.

Becausesomewhere,inanother part of the world, apersonremains –and whispers to you: Youtoo canbefree.

To thoseofyou reading

Before yougoany further, Iwanttoask youtobreathe. To puta hand on theheart. Feel thepulse there– therhythmthatreminds youthatyou are here,now.

What youare abouttoreadisnot just aboutme. It's aboutus– abouteveryonewho hascarried toomuch, loved toodeeply, triedtoo long,and yetgot back up.

Ishare my path notbecause it is unique,but because it is human.

Becauseweall, at some pointinour lives, face change,loss, and theopportunity to startover.

This book is writtenasa companion. Nottogiveanswers,but to awaken what youalready know. To remind youthatyou arenot broken,but human.

Letthe wordsbelikea steady hand in yours. Letthe silencebetween thelines speaktoyou. Andremember– youdon't have to understand everything at once.

It is enough that youreadwithanopenheart.

Becausethere,inthe midstofthe simple breath, allhealing begins.

Your innerstrength

No onecan make youwhole if youdon't want to. It allstartswithyourwill- your yes, your openness,your heart.

Rituals, meditations, prayers- they arelanguagesfor the same thing: to face fear,createsecurityand turn your hearttowards healing.

Adaptthemtoyou andyourbeliefs -God,nature, themoon goddess, or yourself. It allstarts within you. Everything happenstoyou. Andwhenyou allow, youcan feel: Iamwhole.I am loved. Iamfree.

Author's words

Iamwriting this book notassomeone whohas allthe answers, butassomeone whoknows firsthandwhatitfeels like when life hurts.

I've heardthe voices of doubt. I've felt theweightofwanting to give up.I'vebelievedliesthatI wasn't worthyoflove.

ButI have also discovered something else:thatthe truth looks different.

That life cancontain both darkness andlight.

That it is possibletoheal, to grow,tofinda home foroneself. This book is nota manual.Itisa companion. Thechaptersare like smallwindows into differentparts of life –and each window opens into you, your heart, andyourown journey.

Ihopethat, as youturnthe last page,you carrywithyou a feelingthatyou arenever alone, that youare more lovedthan youthink,and that youalways, always have aplace here.

With warmth andhope, MariaLind

Introduction

This is abookfor thoseofyou whohaveeverfeltlikeyou don'tfit in.

Forthose of youwho have carried pain,doubt or afeeling of beingoutside.

Forthose of youwho have heardvoices- from within or without– that sayyou arenot good enough.

Maybeyou have struggledwithdarkness, self harm,eating disorders, or bullying.

Maybeyou'vefeltthe weight of protective weight,orbeen caught in negative self talk.

Maybeyou'veeverwonderediflifeisreallyworth living.

This book wantstoremindyou of somethingsimplebut crucial:

Youare whole. Youare loved. Youhavea placeinthe world.

Each chapterisbuilt like ahandtohold: •a mirror to seeyourselfin, •a voicethatspeaksthe truth, •exercises that help youfeelin, •and alittlemomentofhealing whereyou canlandwithin yourself.

The weboflife -myway home

Ihavelived many livesinone andthe same heart. Ihavebeena childwho carriedtoo much,a womanwho tried to be everything,a mother wholoved to thepoint of breaking,and a person whorosefromdarknessmorethanonce.

Ihavegonethrough traumasthatshapedmeintosilence,felt howmybodycarried pain that wordscould notreach,and how my soul finallyrosewheneverythingelsehad fallen.

Ihavelovedand lost. Twicemarried,twice divorced. Ihavefeltthe loneliness next to someonewho didn't seeme, and thesilence in an apartmentwhere forthe firsttimeI could breathe freely.

Ihavecarried life within me that wasnever born,and lost so much bloodthatI faceddeathonly to return andunderstandthatlifeissacred.

Ihavestood in waitingrooms, waitingfor answersthatnever came,learning that thewaiting room itself is ateacherthat stillnessisalsomovement, that waitingisalsolife.

Ihavestood in storms andfeltmybodyfail, gone from awalker to acanetosteps in snow,and learnedthatevenwhenI fall,I am stillhere.

Ihavelearned more from life than anyeducation couldprovide. TodayI work as astresscoach,yogateacher andcounselorButreally, I'mjusta womanwho listened. On thebody. On thesoul. On thesilence.

This book is my gift. Forthose of youwho arelookingfor theway home to yourself. Forthose of youwho wonder if it will ever geteasier. To youwho have mourned, fought,loved andfallen.

Idon't writefromtheories, butfromexperience. Ihavebeenlost, butI have also foundhome. AndifI can, youcan.

So take my hand,ifyou want. We go together. Step by step. Both.

To live on –without what was, withoutthe weight

Thereisa moment when yourealize youcan no longer wear the old.

When everything that hasbeen- allthe sadness, allthe fear,all theweight- is no longer allowedtorule. Then thechoicebecomes clear: Ichoosemyselffirst. Ichoosethe freedomtobreathe,tofeel, to live truly.

Ihavemovedbackhome- notjusttoa houseora place, buthome to myself.

To my body,mysoul, my heart. Thereare no performancerequirementshere, no maskstowear. Thebodyismycompass. It tellsmewhenI'm tired, when Ineed to rest,whenI need to move,breathe,listen. It showsthe waybacktostillness andexistence.

Freedomisstill.

It doesn'tcomelikea storm, butlikea gentle breath betweenthe chestand back.

Like asilentwhisper that says,“Youare here.You arewhole.You areenough.”

Andinthatfreedom thereisroom foreverything- sadness, longing, fear.

Isee them,breathe with them,let them existwithout them taking over anymore.

Thepassage of time hastaughtmethatlifeisnot astraightpath. Thereare twists,turns,deadends, losses,and death. Butthere is also homecoming.

Homecoming to what hasalwaysbeenthere -myown innerplace. Andfromthisplace Ican standstrong, with my heartopen, and face life as it is,without theweightofwhathas been.

Moving on is notabout forgetting. It's aboutcarryingthe memories with ease,without them controllingorweighingyou down. To grieve andyet move on.

To letthe body andsoulspeak,and listen with my wholebeing. To face deathasa part of life,not as an enemy, butasa wise teacher.

To lettimedoits thing, andstill find home within myself, here and now.

When Ichoosemyselffirst,something strangehappens: theold losesits power. What once hurt becomesjusta whisper, nota chainaroundmy heart.

Ican breathe. Ican feel.I canbewhole.

Andperhaps,asyou read this,you canfeelthe same breath. Thesameopportunity to letthe weight fall.

To find home again- home to yourself.

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