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Healers of the Soul: We All Have a Wound to Heal
Healers of the Soul: We All Have a Wound to Heal
Healers of the Soul: We All Have a Wound to Heal
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HEALERS OF THE SOUL
Bathed in tears, Joy remembered. She remembered that childhood incident and others, when she was younger. Then she knew. She knew she was not crazy. She instantly knew why she had been such a different young girl and teenager. She knew her anger was well-founded. She knew and she understood. She knew and she was grateful - because she was alive. That night, her life changed.

Healers of the Soul is the story of Joy, a woman tormented by her childhood, who embarks on the difficult journey leading to happiness. Through her inner search, she discovers that horses, thanks to their extreme sensitivity and perception, are essential for her healing process. With the help of these wonderful animals, Joy totally dedicates herself to helping those most in need of it.

The author shares her story of hope with the reader, illustrating how happiness and peace of mind are found from within. Tenderness, compassion and sympathy flow through every word of this short novel capturing the readers interest from the very first page.

A STORY OF SELF-HEALING
LanguageEnglish
PublisherPalibrio
Release dateMar 22, 2011
ISBN9781617645990
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    Healers of the Soul - Tanja Netscher

    Copyright © 2011 by Tanja Netscher.

    Library of Congress Control Number:       2011921228

    ISBN:         Hardcover                               978-1-6176-4600-3

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    without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the

    product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance

    to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

    This book was printed in the United States of America.

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    Contents

    PART ONE

    PART TWO

    PART THREE

    PART FOUR

    To the owl that watches over my dreams

    THANK YOU

    For Natasha, Nicole and Isabela,

    Life is beautiful. Life is the most extraordinary gift of every living being. Life is a rainbow full of light, with infinite colors of every shade and unlimited possibilities, where all your dreams become reality. Nothing is impossible; what does not exist can be created with your faith. Happiness is the only guide you need to fill your lives with color. Never linger in darkness or sadness; pause to understand lessons and learn from them to keep growing. Keep your hearts open to hear and find the signs in the little things, in persons, in places, and in circumstances that will lift your hearts in joy. Experience, search, discover. Always put yourselves in first position, your only mission is to be filled with blessings. When you come to understand that your happiness comes from your inner strength, you will not need anyone else in order to find happiness and everything you wish for will come true. Your happiness will fill you with the joy that will then enable you to give love, light and hope to every being that turns to you.

    PART ONE

    Her father had a gift. He was a musical genius. Whatever instrument he played filled the air with such harmonious notes that Joy thought she was hearing music from the heavens, the voice of the angels. For a very furtive period of time, her father was transformed. He became passionate, happy, enlightened. This aspect of him fascinated her. It had taught her that a soul awakens and vibrates to life’s song when it reaches the height of its expression. By not following its own personal saga, the soul turns off and becomes estranged.

    Her father had left aside his golden dream to embrace a normal, safe, and acceptable life, letting his happiness retreat into the background—in order to follow the rules and be accepted by society. Despite his having chosen a profession that he adored, Joy had seen how, day by day, his happiness and enthusiasm had transformed into anger and bitterness. Both her mother and she endured his moods, frustrations and lost dreams. The atmosphere of the house often became oppressive and somber and little by little the glimmers of light that used to shine from their house, faded away and Joy decided at an early age and deep within her heart that nothing and no one would change her destiny. She was never going to allow others to guide her life and her steps.

    But the world had other plans for her… in spite of her promise to herself.

    Her father had sentenced himself to an early death. Ever since Joy could remember, he would tell anyone willing to listen, about his fear of becoming inactive once he retired. He was afraid of becoming useless, he feared the future. Joy had memorized his words: What am I going to do? I don’t know what’s in store for me. My life is going to be over.

    The universe always grants the wishes of those who plead loudly and with great intensity, and this was no exception. A few days after his sixty-fifth birthday, his body responded to the years of self-programming, and was invaded with an aggressive cancer; so aggressive that one month later, her father left his physical existence. It had been devastating for Joy to accompany him through that process, but during that same time she began to become aware of her inner strength. She had managed to stand firm and to divine the exact moment of his death. She was there, helping him with her silent presence while each flame of his body was going out, until finally, with his last breath, her father could liberate his soul.

    With that loss Joy understood that the death of people was different from the death of animals. From her earliest childhood, she had lived together with animals. They surrender unto death without a fight because, unlike people, they live in the present and no feelings tie them to earthly life.

    When her father died he took family secrets with him to the grave: secrets that had been kept since Joy’s childhood and that would remain untold forever. Or so she thought. Joy felt that a part of her soul had been buried with him and nevertheless she was not able to recover virgin and untarnished memories of her father. She didn’t understand why, but sometimes life’s mysteries became solved on their own, if they were left alone. She knew the answers were going to come by themselves, when they were ready. She decided to withdraw, to isolate herself. As if by doing so she could forget the past and her deeply rooted sadness.

    Joy had had a difficult childhood, growing up in a dysfunctional family. Suffering endured during World War II had instilled fear and deprivation into her parents’ generation. Both her parents had had to overcome their own demons created by the circumstances of their lives.

    Her father, of Jewish origin, had hidden in the basement of his house in the Netherlands for many months together with his parents and brothers and sisters, surviving the cold, hunger, and the Nazis.

    When the war broke out in Asia, her mother, indo blanda (a Dutchwoman born in Indonesia), was interned along with Joy’s grandmother in a Japanese camp in Java, after her grandfather went missing in Indonesia.

    Neither of her parents had been

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