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Perspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.

Lucy Mary Ball

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.
LUCY MARY BALL

Consciousness Difficult Freedom Hold Key Need Room Simplicity
She’s not free when she’s waiting for something she can’t control, so she ventures inwards making different decisions; searching for the untold.
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Control Decision Different Freedom Search Spiritual
Sometimes what’s needed is gentle truths; a soak in pure feelings that honor the real you.
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Feeling Gentle Need Purity Reality Respect Time Truth Yourself
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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Essence Finding Herself Life Time
The sky breathes life into the vastness that is I.
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Breathe Life Myself Sky
She knew what was in her heart and that was enough; she could feel what was real for it lighted her up.
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Enough Feeling Heart Herself Light
Her dreams were akin to the vastness within.
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Dreams Herself Spirituality Universe
What do I say the mind is pulling me away, when my beingness has always been here to stay.
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Mindset Myself Spiritual Stay
She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
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Crave Feeling Fire Herself Wild
She realized she was lonely for herself, for she missed the taste of oneness and the way connection felt.
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Connection Feeling Herself Realization Taste Way
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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Arrival Finding Hide Life Prism Rhythm Shine
It took her years to release the scars that covered her heart, and the final puzzle piece was realizing she’d been love from the start.
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Heart Herself Love Pieces Scars Start Time
She was aching to reach the stars, to feel the magic within her heart.
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Ache Feeling Heart Herself Magic Reach Stars
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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Freedom Herself Key Love Simplicity
Your heart has always known; the work is to shovel enough mind rubble to hear it speak.
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Enough Heart Mindset Talk Work
Setbacks only unveiled the depth of her commitment to her dreams.
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Commitment Dreams Herself

Perspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.

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