Gratitude reframes our perspective.
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Gratitude reframes our perspective.
Blossoming from the painful old days
Help doesn't mean we can't do it, it means there is part of language that speaks louder than words.
The most beautiful things in life are not things, they are people, places and experiences.
Intention precedes attention.
The fear of lack of validation leads us to not explore what really makes us tick.
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It was a process she was experiencing for the first time in her life. Yes, she was forking out all the resources to be used to create her own house, but what fascinated her the most was how the same methods, materials, skills and man-powers are used in the same way to a different end. The beauty of a brick lies in lies in its innocence, It can tell us any story we want to hear.
She was always slow and lovely, for there was a realization that came to her early- The faster you move in life, the nearer you are to the grave, and the slower you move, the more time you have between extremes of emotions.
Living on extremes, everything in this world seemed black and white. She was looking for something, something so rare she was sure no one has ever found it. She questioned her reality, for now, everything that her up-bringers were cock sure about she now knew they were wrong. The only question that rung in her head as she smoked her blunt was: Is there more to life than striving for a moving target?
She looked out at sea, wondering where all the waves started. Swimming was still a dream of hers, a dream postponed so far into the future it seemed impossible. But one thing made her smile. Everything she wasn't now is still a possibility, when you don't know anything, everything is a possibility.
Dancing is one of the best ways to let the beat of the universe move your soul. And when you find someone who matches that vibe, a symphony is formed.
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