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.
LUCY MARY BALLIts natural to feel fear and pain, when you’re healing old wounds to come home again.
More Lucy Mary Ball Quotes
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She wants to live in trust; knowing that the right particles are colliding, in the most divinely timed timing.
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She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
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Setbacks only unveiled the depth of her commitment to her dreams.
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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 realized her longing was for her own heart; to feel whole and complete rather than teared apart.
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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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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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Love wins, for it is true; see love is the essence, the purity within 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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Her emotions no longer scared her, and she was declared free.
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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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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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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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Perspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.
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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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