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Don’t strive to become more. Strive to become whole.

Alyce Taylor

I tried and tried to blow out the flame of a candle but it would not budge, it reminded me of us.
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Flame Myself Reminder Try
The truth is your skin was my skin and shedding you is not an easy process.
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Easy Process Skin Truth Yourself
The more you judge others. The more you cage yourself.
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Cage Judgement Prison Yourself
The beauty of soul nakedness the beauty of ripping illusion out from the soil of us.
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Beautiful Illusion Land Naked Ourselves
You were so gentle with my messy burdens, my tender wounds and the cracks in my broken soul that I became gentle with them, too.
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Break Burden Love Soul Wound Yourself
Focus on loving and accepting others more than your own need to be loved and accepted by others.
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Acceptance Focus Love Yourself
There is such beauty lying in the subtle calling of the seconds, of the milliseconds, if you slow down enough to capture it.
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Beautiful Call Enough Slow Time
The less thinking. The more breathing. Stay in this space a little longer.
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Breathe Meditation Space Stay Thinking
My body has forgotten what my own warmth feels like and the ice on my skin has frost bitten all those who have tried to hold me.
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Body Feeling Forget Hold Myself Skin Try Warm
I have died and rebirth a million times inside this body, and I have met a million people because of it.
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Born Death Myself People Time
I used to admire people who spoke their mind. Now I admire people who speak their heart.
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Admire Mindset Myself People
Poetry is not something you try to grasp with your mind and wrap yourself around to figure it out.
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Mindset Poetry Try Yourself
I am mystic bones and a curious heart. Pain and joy and stardust skin. A sacred soul container. Time and space and matter and illusion. Expansion and contraction. A breathing universe.
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Breathe Curiosity Joy Myself Mystery Pain Skin Stardust Universe
For every breath that catches the attention of my lungs – I am grateful.
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Attention Breathe Gratitude Myself
I am not my thoughts. I am the temple that hears the whispers of them.
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Myself Temple Thinking
Choose to soften. Again and again and again. Despite, despite, despite.
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Choice Myself Soft Strength

Don’t strive to become more. Strive to become whole.

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