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You belong
You belong Even if you feel lost, you belong.The ocean is waiting to embrace you with its waves.Even if you feel alone, you belong.The ocean takes you in its comfort.Even if you don’t know where to go, you belong.The ocean will make you feel coming home.Even if you feel weak and discouraged, you belong.The ocean will help you to become stronger.Even if you feel scared and full of doubts, you belong.The ocean will carry you to new horizons.Even if you feel not enough, you belong.The ocean will connect you to your heart.Even if you feel not loved, you belong.The ocean will reflect all the love within your beautiful soul. Even…
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Afterglow
Afterglow I’m sitting here, staring out of the window andI’m dreaming of the afterglow in the evening. I’m listening to the sound of my racing thoughts like cars in the street and I’m dreaming of leaving, for the afterglow in the evening. I’m watching the time goes by, feeling stuck in life without meaning and I’m dreaming of the ocean’s freedom, the afterglow in the evening. Where is the wide horizon that glows in the evening, with the waves rolling onto the shore that let me dream of leaving, for the afterglow in the evening? Where is the sound of the ocean, where the seagulls that fly into this afterglow…
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Waves
Waves Huge waves that keep my heart frozen, paralyzed, that drown me in my fears.Waves that shake me up, wake me up from a nightmare. Waves that bring me back into the here and now, into my life.What if the cold and darkness is only an illusion?What if the waves get me back to the surface, into the light, into a life of joy?What if there is this wave, only waiting for me, a wave, my wave that is meant to be,waiting for my courage?What if there is a wave only I can surf with all my heart, with all my being? What if there is no fear, only waves…
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To the lighthouse
To the lighthouse To the lighthouse I go,when the clouds seem to fall from the sky,when I can’t see the light,when there was nowhere to go.I can only hear the sound of the waves,I walk in a rain of tears, further and further,in a turmoil of thoughts.Where is a sign that parts the clouds, illuminates the sky, protects my heart?To the lighthouse I go,when the storms let me fall,when the waves crush against my heart.I can feel the solid rock in the waves,the helping hand, the light of hope.Suddenly I see a flash of light,aiming through the sky, aiming for my heart. A light that grows stronger and stronger, drying…
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I decide
I decide I decide that my dreams are meant for me,that I can live them. I decide to create, to inspire, to support like the ocean does for me. I decide to let my worries flow and that I am abundant,an abundant ocean of love. I decide to live and to be like the ocean,full of joy and freedom. I decide that this life is already here and that I only have to decide toreceive it.
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Nothing to loose
„There is a life and there is a death, and there are beauty and melancholy between. -Albert Camus – Nothing to loose When you dance with the joy of the waves, there is nothing to loose.When you embrace the solace of the ocean, there is nothing to loose.When you experience the beauty of everything that surrounds you, there isnothing to loose.When you give your tears, tears of joy and sorrow to the salty water, let it merge… there is nothing to loose.There is beauty in all your being, in all your feelings.There is beauty in all your experiences, in all loss, in all success.Be like the ocean, live in your…
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Tears
Tears Tears are running down my face, because my heart doesn’t know the answer.The why is breaking its way through every tear.Where are all these tears going?Will they meet the ocean like the drops from every well? The voice is muted, every tear grieves the lost connection. There are no words to say, lost in the vastness of the ocean. Where will they go?Will they find a shore where they can form a new storyline? Tears are my heart’s answer to process the questions.Tears that are missing the loving embrace of the ocean, the connection to the waves of freedom.When will the soul show the way?When will the voice find…
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Flow with life
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Lost on the edge
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Tears of compassion
Tears of compassion I look at the blank, white page and my head seems to burst, thoughts are hammering against my temples. There is this feeling as if my life is running out of control. There is this feeling of loneliness, sadness, unworthiness and not belonging. Salty tears draw wet circles on the page, circles of relief and I start to write: Dear ocean, Whenever I’m in your waves, I feel that I belong here. Whenever I feel your salty water on my skin, I feel safe and born, as if I’m connected with all the drops of water your waves contain. I want to give you all the sadness, fears and pain that my…
