Setbacks only unveiled the depth of her commitment to her dreams.
LUCY MARY BALLWhat do I say the mind is pulling me away, when my beingness has always been here to stay.
More Lucy Mary Ball Quotes
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The girl she’d always wished to be, was reflecting back to her soul’s poetry.
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There’s something about twilight that makes her soul shine bright; its as though the glow of the sky draws out the beam of her light.
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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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Your heart has always known; the work is to shovel enough mind rubble to hear it speak.
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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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Find a home in your heart in the part that stays, the love that powers through you and your soul bright rays.
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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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Its natural to feel fear and pain, when you’re healing old wounds to come home again.
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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 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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Responding differently to the same situations is that brings about transformation.
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She nursed her wounds, softly holding space, breathing love into pain, until it turned into grace.
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She was aching to reach the stars, to feel the magic within her heart.
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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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I’ve always been right here buried under the rubble of fear; I simply forgot how near I’ve always been to the heart that holds love dear.
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