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 BALLHealing isn’t about changing who you are, for its a coming of home from which you’ve wandered far.
More Lucy Mary Ball Quotes
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Be soft, feeling your way through be open, ready to receive the new be bold, and honest about what’s right for you Be loving, and you’ll feel that love too.
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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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She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
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Responding differently to the same situations is that brings about transformation.
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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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She wants to live in trust; knowing that the right particles are colliding, in the most divinely timed timing.
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We’re just so inevitable, you’re woven within my souls call, see it doesn’t matter if we fly or fall, for your hearts entwined within me despite it all.
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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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She realized she was lonely for herself, for she missed the taste of oneness and the way connection felt.
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Its natural to feel fear and pain, when you’re healing old wounds to come home again.
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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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She sidestepped her mind to breathe in the new day, and ask for her heart to show her the way.
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The most painful times reap the deepest transformations.
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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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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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