Lost in love with you. Love is like the wind, feeling refreshing and renewing.
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Smiling moments with you feel so amazing. May our love soar high above like two doves.
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Echoes of a silent heart linger long after the voice has faded.
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The path of each learner is unknown; our calling is to guide with freedom, not control.
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"I talk about healing like I've mastered it, But some nights I still sit with my shattered pieces. "
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The Path towards REMEMBERING is not for the weak. The entire Gaia cannot evolve when individuals cling to past patterning. Move in the direction of Authenticity. Know that you are held.
©GhairoDanielsQuotes
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The primary role of healing is to raise consciousness of what is ACTUALLY happening in the moment, to attain clarity and balance towards final Enlightenment.
©GhairoDanielsQuotes
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Fine fabric of poetry closer
the frayed edges of language, loose
threads of thought we light, to keep
from unraveling. What lasting value,
if any at all, rises in the smoke, is
sustained by memory of the lyrical
flash.
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Traveling more deeply in sometimes is the only way out.
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Nothing is more revealing than the things we defend.
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“I remember feelings more than facts. It’s how my memory loves.”
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"Medicine is not just science—it’s the art of listening with your hands and healing with your heart."
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Apt words for those who, despite insurmountable odds, endeavor in noble pursuits. Whose reward, though it may not lie in victory, must pay due regard to those elements of character which belie a righteous resolve and willingness to struggle in the face of overwhelming adversity.
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Adversity has a way of bringing everything into focus. A way of distilling what matters from the detritus of our everyday lives.
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Failure can become the business model if it extends the billing cycle.
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Feelings are the octane
of words...they drive our
poetry: A skip and a jump,
tripping the imagination
fantastic!
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I find that in every new path that I cime across in life, is another sign telling me to turn back to where I came
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"I [refill] my pen [with] the blackest [dye], because I'm not afraid of falling into my ink". Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Love is like falling asleep: it only happens when you let go of yourself. And if it is worthwhile, it is generally true that love precedes the one loved.
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Change come when you have the drive and willingness to exceed your own expectations!
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I am telling myself that retirement is not the end of the road, but rather the beginning of a reinvention of some sort to become a new version of myself. I have always rushed to get things done, but now I will have time to be curious about other things in life.
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There is no example of complete death or annihilation in the world. Just graceful and profound, abrupt change. Nothing goes out of existence...why should we be so different? Why not a universe of cooperative thought and feeling in a speck of sand? We know so little of death...and why not life beyond, yet assume volumes full?
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Letting yourself become completely consumed with someone who doesn't even deserve a second of your attention or affection, will literally destroy everything you are and could've became. And when you finally let yourself see who they truly are, even though it will still completely break every part of you, you will discover a newly found feeling of self respect and a freedom that you've never known existed.
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in words we say happy but in poetry we say touching the clouds, feeling the wind and loving the sky.
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YOU CANNOT STAND WITHOUT FALLING.
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LOVE:
Love is like a gentle whisper that
lingers on the edge of a cool breeze,
then unexpectedly, it touches you
and slowly caresses its way through
to the depths of your heart and slips
right into your Soul.
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Poetry is a life-long odyssey...sort of like, getting on a wood-craft, sailing off toward the horizon, praying one is dealing with round notes and not flats. The poetic heart floats and sinks with every lyrical journey.
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God knows all. For me, it is not His unwillingness to explain, but that we hear, more clearly, first our desires.
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,, The time frame which We takes from the emotions and feelings of our past is known as,,MEMORIES,,
OM Jagdish
Philosopher
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Nature is the epitome of failing forward.
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