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.
LUCY MARY BALLShe sidestepped her mind to breathe in the new day, and ask for her heart to show her the way.
More Lucy Mary Ball Quotes
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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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The girl she’d always wished to be, was reflecting back to her soul’s poetry.
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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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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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Love wins, for it is true; see love is the essence, the purity within you.
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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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Her dreams were akin to the vastness within.
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Setbacks only unveiled the depth of her commitment to her dreams.
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She was aching to reach the stars, to feel the magic within her heart.
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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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The most painful times reap the deepest transformations.
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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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Healing isn’t about changing who you are, for its a coming of home from which you’ve wandered far.
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Worry and fear did their best to sway her, but she was too preoccupied with truth.
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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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