#heart connection

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A heart that matches yours.

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Creativity is the power to connect the seemingly unconnected.

William Plomer

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how can someone love you if you’re constantly lying about who you are

they only love your lies

true love requires honesty or the heart connection is an illusion

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“Heart Connection” by Jamie Tukpah

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Namine with EDS for disability pride month? Hell yeah!

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new heart bong 🫀

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Whilst agreeing with the statement above, I suggest that we still hold a form of inner relationship with family members, whether we like it or not. In my experience it is helpful to work on those uncomfortable relationships, because the negativity or abuse that came from them towards us will have been internalised during the years we had endure it. Until we have made peace with them within us, we…

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thinking about scaramouche team dynamics ft kazuscara

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remember that time Stan agreed to be a vessel

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his name is Jahel; they have a p neat 'friendship'

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Never really thought of what it would take For our desolate world to finally break For the world we have seen in our dreams to make Simple as giving the snow globe a shake.

We've fought so many battles on this dying land. As more send their children to sign their life and take a stand. Deciding our fate not what the Creator planned Rather than fight maybe we all join hands.

There is more that brings us together than sets us apart. We were trained to see differences right from the start. Sheltered lives all we've known or ala carte. Connection of all breeds from the heart.

~I.S.~

[cerleansky]

My therapist was so real for saying the meaning of life is found in connection.

People hug their friends when they meet up and hug them a little tighter when it comes time to say goodbye. My grandfather rebuilt the broken rocking horse my grandmother had as a child, a gift from her father. There's an indescribable ache that goes along with seeing someone you used to know intimately, the becoming of a common stranger. Coincidences that bind, one time I got an uber and the driver used to live in my home before me. It was the last place he saw his father alive as a child and he nearly cried when I told him the walls were still the same colour.

Has anyone ever gotten over their childhood best friend? Is that alone not a testament to the fact we are more than blood and bones.

It's all about connection, friends.

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“Heart Connection” by Jamie Tukpah

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