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Healing Begins Within - 4 Books which guided me in my journey

      Healing isn’t a destination — it’s a gentle unfolding that begins deep inside. Because of my urgent need to understand what is happening to me, I started looking for answers and these books have helped me a lot to understand not just the symptoms but the root causes of what has been going on.  

         I soaked in them and was thankful that, through their wisdom, I could finally begin to see my pain not as a failure or weakness, but as a language my body and soul were speaking—an invitation to listen, to feel, and to gently reclaim myself. These pages became companions on my journey, holding space when I needed it most and lighting a path back to wholeness.

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 1. Gabor Maté, in When the Body Says No and The Myth of Normal, reveals how chronic illness and emotional pain are often the body’s language for unmet needs and unresolved trauma. His work helped me see that what I called “normal” was often a silent suffering beneath the surface. Healing meant breaking that myth and reclaiming my truth.

2. In  Waking the Tiger, Peter Levine teaches that trauma is stored not just in the mind but in the body’s nervous system — frozen energy waiting to be released. This somatic understanding changed how I approached my own healing: it wasn’t just about talking or thinking but about feeling and moving what had been held inside for too long.

3. Bessel van der Kolk’s The Body Keeps the Score confirmed what I was learning experientially: the body remembers trauma in ways the mind cannot always access. Healing required cultivating safety in my own skin — through breath, movement, and connection — to rewrite the nervous system’s story.

4. Guy Claxton’s The Intelligence of the Flesh opened my eyes to the wisdom embedded in the body itself. Our flesh, our senses, our subtle felt experience hold a kind of intelligence that can guide us back to balance and wholeness if we learn to listen.

If you are on your own path, I invite you to slow down. Notice the sensations beneath your thoughts. Welcome the messages your body carries. Tend to your soul’s needs with kindness. And above all, allow yourself the grace of merely being.

Because real healing — the kind that lasts — starts from the inside out.




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