Sometimes she pleaded with life, only to find out that she was begging for her very essence; for she is life itself.
LUCY MARY BALLYou can never truly lose the spirit that is you, finders are keepers when it comes to core truths.
More Lucy Mary Ball Quotes
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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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She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
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Its natural to feel fear and pain, when you’re healing old wounds to come home again.
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You can never truly lose the spirit that is you, finders are keepers when it comes to core truths.
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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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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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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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We’re just so inevitable, you’re woven within my souls call, see it doesn’t matter if we fly or fall, for your hearts entwined within me despite it all.
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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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Responding differently to the same situations is that brings about transformation.
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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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Sometimes what’s needed is gentle truths; a soak in pure feelings that honor the real you.
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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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She nursed her wounds, softly holding space, breathing love into pain, until it turned into grace.
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