Quotes About Acceptance

Feeling loved = being loved. That's all.

Taming what was scary not by hiding it, not by blocking it or burying it, not by keeping it secret, but by reminding themselves, and everyone else, to choose love, choose openness, to think and be calm. That there were more ways than just two, wider possibilities than hidden or betrayed, stalled or brokenhearted, male or female, right or wrong. Middle ways. Ways beyond.

When a little girl wants to wear jeans and play soccer, her parents are thrilled, but when a little boy wants to wear a dress and play dolls, his parents send him to therapy.

For my child, for all our children, I want more options, more paths through the woods, wider ranges of normal, and unconditional love. Who doesn't want that? I know this book will be controversial, but honestly? I keep forgetting why.

Lot of clinics in Bangkok do surgery but mostly for foreigner. Many kathoey here let be. Which parts not what matter. Is soul, how move, how dress, how love, how be. Just like Poppy, I am female soul so do not matter to me or Choochai or sons or daughters or anyone what is under pants. Makes sense?

if he's disappearing from the world, that's too high a price to pay for fitting in.

You wouldn't be weird. You would be you in a dress. Smart, sweet, kind, funny you in a dress. It would be okay.

This is a medical issue, but mostly it's a cultural issue. It's a social issue and an emotional issue and a family dynamic issue and a community issue. Maybe we need to medically intervene so Poppy doesn't grow a beard. Or maybe the world needs to learn to love a person with a beard who goes by "she" and wears a skirt.

There is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn't matter anymore.

There is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn't matter anymore.

She must heed her intuition without demanding that it serve her and without worrying that it would fail.

We need to find the humility to admit that we are indeed powerless and helpless so we can take the first steps in finding ways to heal. – Dr. Thomas Demaria

What is important is remembering that we are here on this planet to surrender, have patience, and allow ourselves to love and be loved. Crises help us to learn these things."--Lynn Robinson

Getting angry because you cannot will yourself to push through it at your old pace will sabotage the pace of healing. Patience gives you the grace to slow down and let your soul catch up in its own time and in its own way.

Humility helps us come to terms with what we cannot know. Patience takes the edge off when the hurt continues. Empathy is the gift that connects us with others. Forgiving ourselves for having such perfectly human reactions is harder than forgiving whatever caused them.

Humility—the first gift—can help us surrender to an event outside our control, one we couldn't prevent and was not our fault

Our capacity to disregard and discount viscerally painful experiences is so ingrained that we have come to believe that "moving forward" means not allowing ourselves to be moved at all.

Like breaking a leg, a serious injury to the psyche often gets us benched while the regular game of life goes on. It may seem strange that forgiving ourselves for having such perfectly human reactions is harder than forgiving whatever caused them.

Practice in the art of swiping away whatever we don't want to face leaves us ill prepared to face tragic events in our own lives.

Ma'alesh; no matter; never mind; what can you do but accept things as they are? Ma'alesh, your pot overturned in the fire; ma'alesh, your prize mare died; ma'alesh, you lost all your possessions and half your family. The word was the everyday essence of Islam - which itself, after all, means "submission.

Be where you are right now. Live your life. You are only hurting your chances by struggling so . . . .

Just be where you are. That is the only way to get where you're supposed to go.

What couldn't I do now, having already committed such a breach of fashion logic and lived to tell the tale? Why couldn't I pretend to be a woman with a solid core of self-worth, who likes herself no matter what the nearest handsome man or evil mother thinks of her?

People were being so mean as a result of my ability - a gift, really. So I think that's what makes me fight harder to provide an option to aspiring kids or artists. I wouldn't want anyone to go through what I went through... to see a little girl or a little dancer experience such unnecessary rejection.