It doesn't matter if I'm chosen
out there...
I choose me
Tag: healing
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Love is wild. Untamed. A force of nature. It cannot be controlled, willed. It breathes its own breath. Has its own heart it follows. Hears its own call. It is formidable, confident. It can appear suddenly, walk up on you like an animal in your camp. It can fill your entire night sky, like an enormous pregnant moon, there is nothing else.
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No matter the storm outside
calm center within
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Do not question the storms of your life
God is clearing paths
For blessings you know not of
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On impermanence
One thing that is of absolute certainty is the impermanence of things. Anything can be gone in the next moment. And this isn’t to terrify you. It is to inspire you to jump in, to splash, to make snow angels, to laugh, to hold, to really enjoy. Take nothing for granted.
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What's coming
is far greater
than what is gone
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Here I am thinking I have lost everything...
only to walk into God's wide open arms
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We are being prepared
so that when it comes..
we don't lose it
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Thank you for all of the things that didn't work out
For the love that wasn't returned
For the places that didn't feel like home
Now I see
You were preparing me
For the blessings that are truly meant for me
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All the seasons of my life
The bright days without a cloud in the sky
The dark heavy cold rains
The crisp whips of wind through my hair
I love it all
For I am alive
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Unburden yourself with the harms
done to you
Forgiveness should come easy
Why?
Because we have been the villain also
It is an even playing field
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when you truly honor yourself...
your life becomes unconventional
wild
unwritten
your spirit has its own language
it needs to speak
it doesn't fit into molds
it isn't tired
let your life be the adventure it wants to be
it's your one and only
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It is wisdom to deeply understand
That sometimes there is no more to be done
You have fought the good fight
You have defended, been the aggressor,
tried to turn the tides...
used up everything you have...
to understand you must withdraw
Sometimes it is the accumulation of all these efforts
There is not one final blow
That causes the retreat
This is true power
knowing when to walk away
True strength
knowing when things are futile
The Golden Thread 