Worry and fear did their best to sway her, but she was too preoccupied with truth.
LUCY MARY BALLIts natural to feel fear and pain, when you’re healing old wounds to come home again.
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Her dreams were akin to the vastness within.
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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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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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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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The sky breathes life into the vastness that is I.
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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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She nursed her wounds, softly holding space, breathing love into pain, until it turned into grace.
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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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She realized she was lonely for herself, for she missed the taste of oneness and the way connection felt.
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Find a home in your heart in the part that stays, the love that powers through you and your soul bright rays.
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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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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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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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She realized her longing was for her own heart; to feel whole and complete rather than teared apart.
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