Perspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.
LUCY MARY BALLHealing isn’t about changing who you are, for its a coming of home from which you’ve wandered far.
More Lucy Mary Ball Quotes
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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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Your heart has always known; the work is to shovel enough mind rubble to hear it speak.
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Who is in control, the mind or the soul; is it the changing thoughts the presence despite what rises and falls.
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When you follow your soul you lose the control, as conditioning falls away the world becomes less loud; but then your soul tribe appear the ones who also vowed, to ensure the depths of their hearts found.
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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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Her emotions no longer scared her, and she was declared free.
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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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What do I say the mind is pulling me away, when my beingness has always been here to stay.
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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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Be soft, feeling your way through be open, ready to receive the new be bold, and honest about what’s right for you Be loving, and you’ll feel that love too.
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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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The most painful times reap the deepest transformations.
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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 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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