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.
LUCY MARY BALLWhen 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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She nursed her wounds, softly holding space, breathing love into pain, until it turned into grace.
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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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Inner turbulence means you’re onto something; your awareness is deepening and your truth is rising.
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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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You can never truly lose the spirit that is you, finders are keepers when it comes to core truths.
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She’s afraid of losing love, not realizing she’s the universe.
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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 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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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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What do I say the mind is pulling me away, when my beingness has always been here to stay.
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The sky breathes life into the vastness that is I.
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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 sidestepped her mind to breathe in the new day, and ask for her heart to show her the way.
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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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She realized she was lonely for herself, for she missed the taste of oneness and the way connection felt.
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