Who is in control, the mind or the soul; is it the changing thoughts the presence despite what rises and falls.
LUCY MARY BALLShe realized she was lonely for herself, for she missed the taste of oneness and the way connection felt.
More Lucy Mary Ball Quotes
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Her dreams were akin to the vastness within.
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Worry and fear did their best to sway her, but she was too preoccupied with truth.
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She nursed her wounds, softly holding space, breathing love into pain, until it turned into grace.
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I’ve always been right here buried under the rubble of fear; I simply forgot how near I’ve always been to the heart that holds love dear.
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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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It always comes back to you, when I turn away you’re in my rear view; life twists and turns arriving at pastures new, but still it always comes back to you.
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Find a home in your heart in the part that stays, the love that powers through you and your soul bright rays.
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When you follow your soul you lose the control, as conditioning falls away the world becomes less loud; but then your soul tribe appear the ones who also vowed, to ensure the depths of their hearts found.
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They had different minds but their hearts were aligned and their souls entwined; for they were two of a kind.
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She wants to live in trust; knowing that the right particles are colliding, in the most divinely timed timing.
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It hits me like a train, a hurricane of pain, the type that leaves one breathless whilst imprinting a deep stain; but then by some miracle it slowly fades away again, and I find myself back, forever changed.
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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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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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The sky breathes life into the vastness that is I.
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