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 wants to live in trust; knowing that the right particles are colliding, in the most divinely timed timing.
More Lucy Mary Ball Quotes
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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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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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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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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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Healing isn’t about changing who you are, for its a coming of home from which you’ve wandered far.
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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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Some parts of the journey are about learning to be; unclasping the hands of productivity to set us free.
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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 most painful times reap the deepest transformations.
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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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When all is said and done, the moon still shines with the sun.
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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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Love wins, for it is true; see love is the essence, the purity within you.
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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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