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She nursed her wounds, softly holding space, breathing love into pain, until it turned into grace.

Lucy Mary Ball

She nursed her wounds, softly holding space, breathing love into pain, until it turned into grace.
LUCY MARY BALL

Breathe Grace Herself Hold Pain Self Love Soft Space Wound
They had different minds but their hearts were aligned and their souls entwined; for they were two of a kind.
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Different Heart Kind Mindset Relationship
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
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.
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Control Decision Different Freedom Search Spiritual
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
She realized her longing was for her own heart; to feel whole and complete rather than teared apart.
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Feeling Heart Herself Realization Tear Whole
Maybe you don’t need to have all the answers, maybe life need not be slower or faster; maybe everything’s evolving in the magic of the unseen, maybe its not about doing but simply being.
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Answer Evolution Fast Life Magic Need Simplicity Slow Yourself
Some parts of the journey are about learning to be; unclasping the hands of productivity to set us free.
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Freedom Hands Journey Learning Productivity
Her dreams were akin to the vastness within.
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Dreams Herself Spirituality Universe
Perspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.
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Clear Perspective Signal Storm Transformation
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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Arrival Finding Hide Life Prism Rhythm Shine
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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Bright Glow Herself Light Shine Soul Twilight
The most painful times reap the deepest transformations.
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Hard Time Pain Transformation
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
Its natural to feel fear and pain, when you’re healing old wounds to come home again.
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Feeling Healing Home Natural Pain Wound Yourself
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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Desire Heart Moments Presence Soul True

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