She’s afraid of losing love, not realizing she’s the universe.
LUCY MARY BALLI love those moments that you know you’re going to miss, and you breathe in every inch to try and bottle up its bliss.
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She realized her longing was for her own heart; to feel whole and complete rather than teared apart.
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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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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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Her dreams were akin to the vastness within.
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Some parts of the journey are about learning to be; unclasping the hands of productivity to set us free.
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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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You can never truly lose the spirit that is you, finders are keepers when it comes to core truths.
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Setbacks only unveiled the depth of her commitment to her dreams.
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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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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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Every moment of presence is a moment of soul; the portal in which true tales are told and hearts desires unfold.
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The girl she’d always wished to be, was reflecting back to her soul’s poetry.
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I love those moments that you know you’re going to miss, and you breathe in every inch to try and bottle up its bliss.
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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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