She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
LUCY MARY BALLIt always comes back to you, when I turn away you’re in my rear view; life twists and turns arriving at pastures new, but still it always comes back to you.
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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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She sidestepped her mind to breathe in the new day, and ask for her heart to show her the way.
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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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Inner turbulence means you’re onto something; your awareness is deepening and your truth is rising.
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She was aching to reach the stars, to feel the magic within her heart.
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Setbacks only unveiled the depth of her commitment to her dreams.
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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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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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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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Worry and fear did their best to sway her, but she was too preoccupied with truth.
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Your eyes look brighter somehow, as though the clouds within have parted, and your inner sun is radiating all your heart is.
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When all is said and done, the moon still shines with the sun.
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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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Every moment of presence is a moment of soul; the portal in which true tales are told and hearts desires unfold.
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