The girl she’d always wished to be, was reflecting back to her soul’s poetry.
LUCY MARY BALLShe realized her longing was for her own heart; to feel whole and complete rather than teared apart.
More Lucy Mary Ball Quotes
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What do I say the mind is pulling me away, when my beingness has always been here to stay.
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Sometimes she pleaded with life, only to find out that she was begging for her very essence; for she is life itself.
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Love is free, and so is she, for she is love, so she has its key. Love is free, its you and its me, for love beams through, when we simply be.
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Who is in control, the mind or the soul; is it the changing thoughts the presence despite what rises and falls.
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In this moment I am me, as much as I’m ever going to be; I’m not a memory that can no longer be seen, for I am the seer that always has been.
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Her emotions no longer scared her, and she was declared free.
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Perspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.
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The waves of life arrive in rhythms, the tide goes in and out the moon shines in prisms; see its natural to feel the ups and downs for you’re life itself hidden or found.
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Inner turbulence means you’re onto something; your awareness is deepening and your truth is rising.
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Why is it so difficult to simply be, to look around the room and just be free; why do I feel a need to add something to me, when I’m the consciousness that holds every key.
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Maybe you don’t need to have all the answers, maybe life need not be slower or faster; maybe everything’s evolving in the magic of the unseen, maybe its not about doing but simply being.
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Your heart has always known; the work is to shovel enough mind rubble to hear it speak.
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There’s something about twilight that makes her soul shine bright; its as though the glow of the sky draws out the beam of her light.
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When all is said and done, the moon still shines with the sun.
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She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
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