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.
LUCY MARY BALLHer emotions no longer scared her, and she was declared free.
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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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What do I say the mind is pulling me away, when my beingness has always been here to stay.
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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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Love wins, for it is true; see love is the essence, the purity within you.
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It 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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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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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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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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She sidestepped her mind to breathe in the new day, and ask for her heart to show her the way.
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She realized her longing was for her own heart; to feel whole and complete rather than teared apart.
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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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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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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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She nursed her wounds, softly holding space, breathing love into pain, until it turned into grace.
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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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