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flowersofgaia:

Right, time to stop being negative and self critical and destructive. I am beautiful. I am love. I am a pure being, lost in muddy waters. Let the mud settle, see clearly again. Journey onwards towards the light.

I love myself. I am powerful. I am pure. I am all that is. I am strong. I am beautiful. I am one.

Lets all love ourselves tonight and share that love. Spread it far and wide, do not focus on the mud, let it fall back down to the river bed. Go with the current, with the flow. Be happy :)

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I’m going to make everything around me beautiful—that will be my life.

(via the-blossom-tree)

Immature people falling in love destroy each other’s freedom, create a bondage, make a prison. Mature persons in love help each other to be free; they help each other to destroy all sorts of bondages. And when love flows with freedom there is beauty. When love flows with dependence there is ugliness.

A mature person does not fall in love, he or she rises in love. Only immature people fall; they stumble and fall down in love. Somehow they were managing and standing. Now they cannot manage and they cannot stand. They were always ready to fall on the ground and to creep. They don’t have the backbone, the spine; they don’t have the integrity to stand alone.

A mature person has the integrity to stand alone. And when a mature person gives love, he or she gives without any strings attached to it. When two mature persons are in love, one of the great paradoxes of life happens, one of the most beautiful phenomena: they are together and yet tremendously alone. They are together so much that they are almost one. Two mature persons in love help each other to become more free. There is no politics involved, no diplomacy, no effort to dominate. Only freedom and love.

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Closure