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Perspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.

Lucy Mary Ball

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.
LUCY MARY BALL

Breathe Change Forever Hard Time Healing Hit Hurricane Leaving Miracle Myself Pain Train
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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Memories Moments Myself See Sight
She nursed her wounds, softly holding space, breathing love into pain, until it turned into grace.
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Breathe Grace Herself Hold Pain Self Love Soft Space Wound
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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Enough Feeling Heart Herself Light
The most painful times reap the deepest transformations.
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Hard Time Pain Transformation
Her emotions no longer scared her, and she was declared free.
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Emotion Freedom Herself Scare
Your heart has always known; the work is to shovel enough mind rubble to hear it speak.
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Enough Heart Mindset Talk Work
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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Bright Heart Home Love Power Ray Soul Stay
What do I say the mind is pulling me away, when my beingness has always been here to stay.
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Mindset Myself Spiritual Stay
Love is free, and so is she, for she is love, so she has its key. Love is free, its you and its me, for love beams through, when we simply be.
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Freedom Herself Key Love Simplicity
Healing isn’t about changing who you are, for its a coming of home from which you’ve wandered far.
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Change Healing Home Wander Yourself
It took her years to release the scars that covered her heart, and the final puzzle piece was realizing she’d been love from the start.
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Heart Herself Love Pieces Scars Start Time
Setbacks only unveiled the depth of her commitment to her dreams.
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Commitment Dreams Herself
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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Change Control Fall Mindset Presence Rise Soul Thinking
Be soft, feeling your way through be open, ready to receive the new be bold, and honest about what’s right for you Be loving, and you’ll feel that love too.
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Bold Feeling Love Open Soft Yourself
She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
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Crave Feeling Fire Herself Wild

Perspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.

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