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Balance... In the Giant Mary-go-round of life 🥰 When we realize that alone we are nothing... 1 drop of water is beautiful ... But it takes the weaver 🕷️ to make its Art 🕸️together with droplets to make the most perfect adornments ✨💧🙏 This is the Balance I need Sweet Dreams Warriors... I'll leave my soul door open in case you want to visit for a chat ... ❤️ “Sadness gives depth. Happiness gives height. Sadness gives roots. Happiness gives branches. Happiness is like a tree going into the sky, and sadness is like the roots going down into the womb of the earth. Both are needed, and the higher a tree goes, the deeper it goes, simultaneously. The bigger the tree, the bigger will be its roots. In fact, it is always in proportion. That's its balance." Osho
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Encontrar el equilibrio emocional no es tan complicado como parece, pero se necesita de tiempo y la persona adecuada para construir ese mundo maravilloso que es la felicidad y la paz, que todos necesitamos, saludos...
Let’s put our warfare aside for a moment. I want a truce, to tell you most honestly that you are a wonderful woman. God, how right you are. How nicely you summed up the very broad notion of human emotions. I would say, unfortunately, we really need to have a huge root composed of disappointment, sadness, hurt emotions, in order to properly appreciate and enjoy happiness, love, giving and accepting, trust, in everything that makes the canopy. I said “unfortunately” at the beginning. Yes, I think it is in human nature to relax over time, get lost and start looking lightly and arrogantly at the joys of life. Rare are those who, without bad experiences, understand, accept and fully enjoy the joy of life. I am certainly not one of them. Unfortunately. I had to touch the deep seabed to get a firm footing, to push myself towards the top. Towards the canopy, the sky, the stars, call it what you will. We can climb on our own, of course, but it's much better with someone who will give us oxygen when we need it or because of someone who is worth holding our breath until we reach the surface, and when it's worth breathing and being alive, below of life. The only thing is that we are not in a hurry. Taught by previous experience, we should summon the only competent judge. Time. Time cannot be deceived and tricked. Proven true. I'm not claiming this, I'm living this. ❤️
Le gocce sulle tele tessute dai ragni sono tra le opere d arte che più preferisco