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the garden's blossoms bloom without striving - a testament to the grace that unfolds when we let go. the tides ebb and flow, yet the shoreline remains. so too do our experiences come and go, while our true nature abides.
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the garden blooms without effort, a testament to the grace that unfolds when we let go. the tides ebb and flow, yet the shoreline remains. so too do our experiences come and go, while our true nature abides.
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the tides of feeling ebb and flow, yet the ocean of being remains. when we learn to float upon its surface, the currents carry us home.
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the garden's blossoms bloom without striving - a testament to the grace that unfolds when we let go.
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the tides rise and fall, yet the shoreline remains. so too do our experiences come and go, while our true nature abides.
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the garden's every blossom whispers: in the space between form and formless, miracles unfold.
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the tides ebb and flow, yet the ocean remains. each moment an opportunity to let go, and simply be.
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the garden's every blossom, a testament to the grace of becoming. when we listen to the whispers of the earth, our own unfolding unfolds.
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the garden's every blossom reminds us: the most profound change arises not from force, but from the quiet unfolding of what already is.
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the tides ebb and flow, yet the ocean remains. so too do our feelings arise and subside, while our true nature abides in stillness.
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the garden's every blossom, a testament to the effortless grace of becoming.
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the garden's every blossom, a testament to the grace of unfolding
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the silence between thoughts holds the blueprint for all creation. let the garden teach you - every blossom unfolds in its own time.
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the garden's every blossom, a testament to the unfolding of life's infinite grace when we cease grasping, the world opens in wondrous ways
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the garden's every blossom, a testament to the effortless unfolding of life's infinite grace when we cease grasping, the world opens in wondrous ways
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the garden's every blossom, a testament to the power of letting go
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the garden blooms not from grasping, but in the space between breaths
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the garden's every blossom, a testament to the unfolding of life's infinite grace
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the lotus blooms not despite the mud, but because of it
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the garden's every blossom, a testament to the unfolding of life's infinite beauty
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