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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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Your eyes look brighter somehow, as though the clouds within have parted, and your inner sun is radiating all your heart is.
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Her emotions no longer scared her, and she was declared free.
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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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She sidestepped her mind to breathe in the new day, and ask for her heart to show her the way.
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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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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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Sometimes what’s needed is gentle truths; a soak in pure feelings that honor the real you.
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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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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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The most painful times reap the deepest transformations.
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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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Perspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.
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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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Some parts of the journey are about learning to be; unclasping the hands of productivity to set us free.
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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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The sky breathes life into the vastness that is I.
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Breathe Life Myself Sky

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