Your heart has always known; the work is to shovel enough mind rubble to hear it speak.
LUCY MARY BALLIn 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.
More Lucy Mary Ball Quotes
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Her emotions no longer scared her, and she was declared free.
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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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The girl she’d always wished to be, was reflecting back to her soul’s poetry.
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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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You can never truly lose the spirit that is you, finders are keepers when it comes to core truths.
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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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I love those moments that you know you’re going to miss, and you breathe in every inch to try and bottle up its bliss.
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Inner turbulence means you’re onto something; your awareness is deepening and your truth is rising.
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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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Its natural to feel fear and pain, when you’re healing old wounds to come home again.
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Healing isn’t about changing who you are, for its a coming of home from which you’ve wandered far.
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The sky breathes life into the vastness that is I.
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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.
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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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She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
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