She realized she was lonely for herself, for she missed the taste of oneness and the way connection felt.
LUCY MARY BALLHer dreams were akin to the vastness within.
More Lucy Mary Ball Quotes
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They had different minds but their hearts were aligned and their souls entwined; for they were two of a kind.
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The girl she’d always wished to be, was reflecting back to her soul’s poetry.
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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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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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Sometimes what’s needed is gentle truths; a soak in pure feelings that honor the real you.
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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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She’s afraid of losing love, not realizing she’s the universe.
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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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Responding differently to the same situations is that brings about transformation.
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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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The sky breathes life into the vastness that is I.
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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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What do I say the mind is pulling me away, when my beingness has always been here to stay.
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Worry and fear did their best to sway her, but she was too preoccupied with truth.
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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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